The rose, chainsaw, scissors, and bat

The meeting

~Ib~

I woke up in a dark corner room. "Ugh. . . where . . . am I?" I asked myself. I sat down and took a look around the room. I saw 3 girls lying on the floor, unconscious. I stood up and walked near to the girl with blond hair. She looked peaceful at the same time disturbing. She has something that I should be afraid of. I tried to wake her up saying "Miss, please wake up. . .". She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes were creeping me out. Those green eyes were so sharp like she's going to kill me anytime now. "mi-miss--" Before I could ask if she was alright, she cornered me and grabbed a rusty knife from her pocket. I was so frightened that I can't even scream out for help. She pointed the knife at my chest for a few seconds.

A-anyone. . .I beg you. . .help me. . .

"Oh my. . ." the blonde dropped her knife and took a step back. Wh-what happened? I wondered as I could only stare at her in fear. The blonde touched her head and her stomach. "A-am I alive?" she asked at me. I cannot speak at her because I was scared so I only nodded. "Thank goodness. . . I thought I was. . ." she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. My eyes were still afixed on her. What in the world happened to her? was the only thing I can think of. "Where am I?" A girl, who seems like 17 years old, with short black hair gently rubbed her eyes and looked around. The blonde turned around and was startled at the black-haired girl's outfit. Long navy blue dress with an apron filled with blood and a dark yellow pendant on her neck. "That boy. . ." the black-haired girl mumbled. "Why did mom. . .?" she stood up and faced us. "Just who are you people?" she asked. Isn't that my line? I thought, looking down to the floor. "I-I uh. . . I am Viola. Nice to meet you." the blonde stuttered for a split second. "I'm Ib. . ." I spoke. I didn't look at the girl because blood just reminds me of my experience in the gallery with Garry and her. "Then, I'm Aya Drevis. It is such a nice thing to meet such pretty girls." the black-haired gently patted our heads. Her hands are so cold. . . I thought as I looked up at her. Her face is so pale; as if her face never touched the sun's heat and light. Her smile doesn't seem right. Her suspiciousness makes her atmosphere feel uneasy. I have a feeling I should trust any of them anymore. But if I really have to, I have to pick which is which. "Hey girls." Aya Drevis started to speak. "Who is that girl with two funny pigtails?" me and Viola shrugged for we don't know who that was. Wait. . . what? Who? I can see that Aya Drevis pointed us a girl with twintails who seems to be looking for something. I ran to the girl and asked her, "wh-what are you looking for?" "My right eye contact seems to be missing. . .I have to find it!" she crawled. How can you see such a small thing in a dark room? "Where is it?" she worridly mumbled.

"Where are we?" Viola asked with a bit frightened tone. "It seems like someone brought us all here." Aya Drevis started to walk around. Huh? Why is the atmosphere suddenly. . .? I feel like. . . I've been here before but. . . I can't draw it out. Oh Garry. . . where are you? I fished out something from my pocket and held a lighter. "Ouch!" the girl with twintails shouted as she stood up. "Was that a wall?" she touched her forehead and took a closer look. "Huh? Something is on the wall. . ." she said. The three of us went to closer to her to see what's on the wall.

"THE ONE YOU FORSAKEN IS WHAT BROUGHT YOU HERE. HAVE A FAMILIAR RING WHEN THIS IS SAID ----- Acxxxx thxm lxkx FxMIxx."