~~~Garry~~~
Once I walked through the door, I looked around to try and understand my surroundings. I remember this place. Right through that door is the Doll Room. It might be best to avoid that for now... Hmm... What was I supposed to do here...? I remember that it had something to do with the room upstairs, but what...? Oh well, I might as well just keep walking. Maybe something will come to me as I go.
So, with that thought in mind, I kept walking forward. I needed to finish whatever I had to do down there so that I could get back to Ib on the upper floors. She was probably in just as much trouble as I was, and Mary was targeting her, so it was worse for her. Mary was probably watching every move she made, just looking for a moment to strike.
I have to get back to Ib... Now... I didn't like the thought of Mary just... watching Ib while she tried to make her way through the maze that was the Fabricated World. I increased my pace, moving quickly around the Doll Room. Behind the Doll Room, I saw two doors, both leading off to different rooms. One of the doors had a tree sapling painted above the door. That... looks familiar. I walked over to the door, reaching out to open it.
Whenever I tried to open the door, it refused to open. So, it's closed. I guess there must be some special way of unlocking it. Dammit... Things just keep getting harder and harder. I moved away from the door, heading to the other one. I flung the door open, walking inside. Inside the room, there were seven pedestals with holes dug into the top of them. What are these? I bet they're important, but I don't remember what they were for... Wait, is that instructions over there?
On the other side of the room, there was a piece of paper glued to the wall. I walked around the pedestals, stopping and gazing at the paper. "Collect the seven balls of paint. Then the room will be colored, and your bridge will be made." I read the words aloud, stopping and crossing my arms. "Seven balls of paint...? I guess that's what the pedestals are for, but... where can I find them?"
I guess the paint balls can't be to far off... They have to be somewhere nearby, probably right in front of my eyes. Well, I'm not getting anything done by standing around. I thought, turning to leave the room. I stopped long enough to look down at the door knob. Ib... Please be okay... Don't let anything happen until I can get back to help you...
~~~Ibara~~~
This brown room... It's so familiar... I guess I was here the last time I came here... I thought, walking into the next area. Oh, I remember this place... This was the place where Mary finally started to lose it... That hallway back there... was where I found her stabbing that mannequin head. I didn't understand back then just how dangerous Mary was, and that's what ultimately led to Garry dying... I was careless by dropping my rose, and Garry... Garry cared for me enough to sacrifice himself for me... despite the fact that we had only recently met.
I sighed heavily, looking around the area. "There's something here that I'm supposed to be looking for. I vaguely remember a key laying around here... Aha! It was in the room with three mannequin heads!"
My memory isn't failing me as much anymore! I can actually remember what happened the last time I came here! Thank goodness! The moment I entered Garry's part of the world, my memories had slowly begun to clear up. So, following my now-clear memory, I hurried into the room with the three mannequin heads. Now, I'm supposed to push one of these over... and the key will be inside. Well, I see no harm in trying them all!
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Forgotten Portrait
FanfictionBased on the game Ib, Forgotten Portrait is a fan fiction I have in progress. Nine years after the events of Ib, Ibara returns to the art gallery after discovering that the Guertena exhibit is back in town. There she meets a familiar blond that ends...