I went back through the room with the blue vase, and walked towards the hallway to the left.
When I opened it, I was greeted with a long, red hallway. To my right, there were two steps leading up to a clay vase atop a table. On either side of the vase was a plaque with writing on it. Further down the hall, I could make out a red door and a another hallway branching out.
(A/N) Sorry, I couldn't find a picture for this one... So I guess you just have to use your IMAGINATION!!! Anyways.... Continue.
I walked up the two steps and stood at the top. I peered into the vase, but there was no water... I looked at the first plaque towards my right and read, "When the rose ???s, so too will you ??? away."
I didn't know some of the words...
I turned to the other plaque on my left and read, "You and the rose are ??? Know the weight of your own life."
I approached the red door, but it was locked. I stomped my foot in frustration. Of course it was locked...
I pulled out the key from my pocket that I'd taken from the man. I was about to place it in until I noticed a trail of blue petals leading from the door and out into the other hallway...
I followed them cautiously. I turned the corner into the hallway branching out, to find not a hallway, but a small alcove in the wall.
The blue petals were now becoming more plentiful, but there was also a sticky red substance on the floor.
What is it? I thought with curiosity. I was curious of course, but I knew better to touch things that I wasn't familiar with... especially in this gallery...
When I raised my head to glance up from the floor, I saw another plaque. "The Lady in Blue".
The Lady in Blue... Dread suddenly consumed me. After reading the books in the library, I figured that there would be more, but so soon?
I still held onto the hope however that I wouldn't encounter the Lady in Blue anytime soon, especially because I didn't see her painting anywhere.
I went back to the red door and pushed the small key inside. I heard a click, and slowly swung the door open...
(A/N) To continue reading, please read Part 49.
Good luck!
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