World of the Lost(IB fan fiction)

Chapter 2







The car came to an abrupt stop on the side of Primrose Rd just off the museum's boundary. Mother swiftly hopped out onto the curb gazing about the view, along with father who seemed less amused at the sight.




A vast grassy maze was placed just behind us, followed by a stiff wall of trees. There was only a single house in sight, aged ashes and cinder blanketed the rubble. Stones and bricks shaped the fossil, ' it must have been a beautiful house. '




Father moved ahead leaving the two of us to take in the view.

" This would make a beautiful painting, maybe we will be able to find something like it in the gallery." mother whispered more to herself then me. Maybe it was just me, but I could have sworn I had seen this in a dream, like a faint memory.but I ignored the feeling aware that I have never been on Primrose Road before.




Before long father called out to us and we began to make our way over to Guertena's gallery. I glanced back, taking mental pictures. Why would I dream of a place like this?

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Garry's POV




"Look at those brush strokes!"




"What an amusing character!"




"Guertena made him look so real!"




"Look at the detail! Simply Outstanding!!!"




How long has it been...a year? ten years? a hundred years?! when was the last time that I lived. When was the last time I was able to smile, to laugh, to cry, to feel.... I seem to wonder these things more then I wish to say.....




But there was one thought I couldn't bare to free from my mind, it has always been there, haunting my very existence.




"Did Ib survive?"




If she had, all of this would be well worth it. But....What if she didn't. What if she is stuck in this framed prison just like me? She must be absolutely terrified! All alone. I can't live with that, no matter how low the percent, as long there's a chance that she's trapped, I will find her and I will take her away from this god forsaken place.




Now...How exactly do I get out...?




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Ib's POV 🌹

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I could feel the bile rise in the back of my throat, just by looking at the darn place.

All of my guilt, my sin and sorrow rest here, Everything I hate, Everything I Fear, lies in this building. This is my hell.

The intimidating marble pillars welcomed us once again, once a warm place,now stone cold.




Mother and father approached the desk like any ordinary tourist, but this time I was a bit more skeptical. This place... was so white and pure, too perfect. Only I knew what this place truly was. I could feel the stinging feeling, the lukewarm aura wraped itself around my head and drilled itself into my memory. I could feel her pulling me back, ripping what what was left of my sanity, Mary.




No, no, she died, Garry and I-. She is gone and so is that nightmare, I am here with my parents to enjoy myself on my 12th birthday. End of story.




I let out a sigh, one I was unaware I was even holding in- and continued to walk towards my family, I must not leave them this time.




The repetitive clacks of my mother's heels bounced off the dusty paintings and statues as we walked to the new exhibit. The walls were completely white, along with the freshly waxed marble tile. Emphasizing the art even more. The hallways were long and complex to navigate, especially since everything looked the same, the only way I could think of getting around this maze would be by looking at the artwork itself, and I'm not really up for that at the moment, so I shamefully kept my head down and followed my parents footsteps.




The more we walked the more crowded the halls got. Many people looked similar to my parents, dressed up in blazers and high heels, to me they all looked like stereotypical art critics. They all were strung up into little cliques discussing the opening of the extension the staff added about a month ago.




"Ib, it seems a bit crowded right now, Why don't you look around the gallery some?" Mother giggled," we will call you in about a half an hour alright?"




and just like that




I was

Alone...




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Author's note!

OH MY GOSH... longest hiatus ever. I'm so sorry!!! I had extreme writers block, and I was busy finishing up school (one more year til high school O-O...) but yeah, this chapter is super short! I wanted to update ASAP! but since it's summer, I will have more time to write! again I'm really sorry for the long wait!!!! (Warning:I plan on changing the cover soon, so if the cover or description are different, you will know why~<3