Inspired by the video game, Ib, this short series takes on John Fields, a 24-year-old man decides to visit the Guertena Art Gallery. As he enters the infamous painting, known as Fabricated World, consequences begin to arrive as strange things happen...
Upon arriving, the whole atmosphere had been changed completely dramatically into sketches.
"The whole place seemed to be changed," he wandered.
"These sketches were crudely written."
Instead of plain floors and walls, usually seen in the Cursed Gallery, the floors and everything around were made of sketches. As they walked straight, randomly harmful objects fell upon them. "Watch out! This place seems unfriendly." Whilst running, there was a giant sign, written in blue crayon.
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The sign.
"Sketchbook? Are we trapped in some kind of ominous art?" He asked Marie.
She shrugged, "I don't know.
They ran up to the next part of the area. Suddenly, there was a police officer standing at the front of the door of an house.
"Umm... excuse me, officer?" He talked to him."
"Hello sir. You too, little girl. I'm officer Serge Hatfield from New York Police Department."
"NYPD? Then why are you here?"
He said to him, "I don't know. I could not remember why. We have to find the exit here."
Serge teamed up with them and they started walking into the hall. As they continued further, they stopped at the center point of the area. It was divided into nine quadrants that resembled cardinal points of a compass: NW, NE, SW, SE, N, E, W, S, and a center. As a result, due to the area being enormous, the three had to split the job.
"I guess we should split together. This place bothers us. What are your names?"
"Marie," she said.
"John," he said.
"Marie will head into the east quadrant, John will head into the west quadrant, and I will go north."
Serge gave them transceivers to both of them. Afterwards, they left the spot and moved on to their assigned areas. John walked to the western quadrant, where he saw an upside-down house. Upon entering, he walked in and found a lighter and some firecrackers at the table. Suddenly, there was a noise, revealing Mary.
"Where are you?!"
"WHHHEEEEEERRRRRRRE ARE YOU!!!!!!!"
"Shit," he whispered, "Mary was after me."
When Mary searched the house in failure, she left the house and walked out. He took his transceiver on his pocket and and contacted Serge.
"(static noise) Serge?"
"(screaming at the phone) Marie?!"
"I heard a screaming here, far away from me. I'm in the left of the blue building. Then, I saw a person, most likely a girl in her green dress, dragging Marie to some kind of room."
"Marie?! Being dragged?"
"Yeah... I don't know who that pers- (static noise)"
"Serge? Serge!!!"
The connection abruptly interrupted as the signal was too limited. He threw his transceiver, as it was useless, in the garbage can. He left the upside-down house and he walked to the southeast quadrant. He went to a house, named "Gallery", and it was locked. One firecracker was lit up and thrown it into the door. The firecracker exploded and shattered the door into pieces.
He walked inside the room and saw giant paintings on the wall. On the left side of the wall were paintings of a blue doll with a yellow rose on its hand and Mary with a happy smile on her face. On the right side of the wall were paintings of a smiling girl holding a red rose and a man holding a blue rose with an expression of frown. At the middle of the paintings was a box with the name, Pandora's Box. John opened the box.
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Paintings on the wall.
"Pandora's Box? Just by the name, it looks suspicious." After that, there was a mirror inside and he took it. Realizing that the room was made by Mary, he was very unsurprised.
"Mary made this place for real?"
Suddenly, Serge entered the room." John, I could not find Marie anywhere. She is nowhere to be found."
"What?!"
"I know. When I called you earlier, I saw her being dragged to some kind of room."
"Marie..." He sat down on the floor and teared up. "I wish I was with her. It was all my fault..."
"It was my fault that I did this," he frowned. "Let's go, John."
John and Serge left the room and headed to the northwest quadrant. There was a building with a frozen door. Above them was a fake sunlight. "John, let's reflect the sun rays to the door." They positioned the mirror onto the sunlight and it bounced up to the frozen door, melting all of it. There was a room. Inside, was a puzzle room that only a highly skilled person could solve it. Neither John nor Serge could solve it at all. The puzzle room was rigged with guns hanged all over the wall. They would only trigger if a person made a mistake.
At the floor, it was the map of the Sketchbook with eight compass directions and a center. If did correctly, the key to the Toy Box would appear at the floor. Serge did it first. Randomly guessing whichever point would be the correct one, gunshots suddenly appeared at the room. He immediately stopped and asked John for assistance.
"For fuck's sake! Help me here!"
John helped Serge solving the puzzle. After several bullet-crunching attempts, both of them finally solved the puzzle. Suddenly, as they took the Plastic Key, there was a loud bang followed by echoing footsteps. Outside of the room were footsteps in red paint that led to the room where the Toy Box was.
They both followed it and opened the door with the Plastic Key they had. As they entered the room, they went to the Toy Box and peered at it.
"I can't see a damn thing down there." John said.
"I see something gleaming, though."
"Wanna see?" Mary appeared at the backs of them.
"Shi-"
As they were pushed down the box, the two screamed into the darkness until they fell down.
