Ib: A Tragedy In The Deep (fanfic)

Chapter 9- Sketchbook

We slowly ran down the stairs then eventually reached the bottom. Then we ran west and saw a sign that says, "<--- Sketchbook"

The place is just drawn. It's full of scribbles. We scouted around and saw an open house. There we saw a bucket. Guess we'll take it it might be useful. Then we suddenly heard a voice, "Ib, Garry? Where are you?" we quickly hid behind a wall.
Then eventually left. "Don't tell me that was... She's following us." said Garry. And the fact that Mary was trying to kill me caught up on my mind, "Garry, I don't understand. Why was Mary trying to kill me?"
"Well, while I was someplace else, I found a book about Guertena's works. I lookedbat the M page and saw a painting of Mary. I knew I couldn't believe it. It said that she was not based on a real person. I got worried that she'll do something bad to you, so I hurriedly went to where you are and luckily, I came in time."
"She's just a painting then....Thank you for telling me."
"Right. C'mon, let's get out of here."

We left the house and went to the lake we saw on the corner. I placed my hand on the water, it's lukewarm. Feels nice. But no time to relax. I filled the bucket with water. Garry carried it because it was too heavy for me. Went looking around until we saw a tulip. Garry poured the water on the tulip, the tulip bloomed! I see something shiny between the petals... Found a key. There's a design on the key, a palette. Come to think of it, Garry and I saw a building while walking. On top of the door is a drawn with crayon palette. One look at Garry and he knew what I was talking about. We went back to that building and used the key. It's unlocked.

The wall is drawn in crayon with a drawing of me and Garry smiling and holding our roses. On the left side is Mary. Beside her drawing, is a drawing of the disturbing doll holding Mary's fake yellow rose. There's a box in the middle. There's a sign over it, "Pandora's box" I opened it, seems like it's unlocked. I found a small mirror in it. Garry and I left the room and scouted the place one more time.

A little later, a part of the ground is warm under the sunlight. North-east of my direction is a blue building with a thick ice covering the door. How do we melt that--? Oh! The mirror! I got out the small mirror and directed the sunlight to the door with the ice. It melted!
"Woah! So you reflected the light with the mirror. Not to shabbyyy!" said Garry.
"Hehe, thanks!"
We opened the door. Looks like a puzzle. There are eight buttons on the floor. If I press one--?
"Ouch!"
"Careful, Ib!"
"That stings."
Oh, great. My rose lost a petal. I gotta get te right order of pressing these buttons.

Took so long, but I finally know the order. After I'd done it, a plastic key appeared in the center of the room. I took it and left the building with Garry. Walking a while, we saw a pink building. There's a note beside its door, "The pink key is always in the toy box!"
Pink key? So this door is locked too? Ugh, ok gotta find that key.
We used the plastic key and entered a room. A large blue box is over there. Garry and I looked inside it.
"I-Is this the toy box? It's rather big. I can't say I see the bottom." said Garry.
I looked in. He's right. I can't see the bottom.

"Wanna see??"
"AAAHHHHH!!"

After hearing that, we fell in the toy box. I lost consciousness when I hit the ground. My body hurts. Who was that? I'm guess it was Mary. Only, that her voice sounds a whole lot more different.
I don't how much time has passed, but I woke up. My head hurts a bit. How long was I out? Ah! Where's my rose?! And where's Garry?! I looked around but I don't see anyone but mannequin heads, headless statues, and all those other creatures that I saw. I hope they aren't moving. Oh! A red petal....must be from my rose. I followed its traces amd found it. What the--?! There's only a petal left! And there're no vases around here! The impact of the fall must've damaged my body as well as the rose! Anyway, I gotta find Garry!

I found him, lying beside a doll. I shake his arm a bit, "Garry, Garry, wake up."
He carefully opened his eyes then got up.
"How are you feeling?" I ask.
"I'll be ok. My head hurts..."
"It's a good thing we didn't fall that far."
"Yeah--oh, Ib. Are you feeling well? You look pale."
"Ah, right." I showed my rose to him with a single petal left. "The fall must've affected it."
He showed me his, "My rose has a few petals left. We have to be careful. Stay close, Ib."
"Ok."

We heard the bell toll two times then an earthquake. The mannequin heads, statues, and the other paintings, came to life and started to move towards us.
"Run!!" I shouted.
"Don't let them get you!"