Yellow Paint (Memories: Part Two)

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Mary gasped, yellow paint splattered across the room.

"A... game?"

You see, despite Mary's age, she still acted like a young child. Those words lured her down through the gallery, leading her to...

"Fabricated World?" Mary said aloud. "When did Garry's grandpa find the time to make this...? It's humungous!"

More words splattered across the walls in yellow.

FOLLOW ME, I'LL SHOW YOU SOMEPLACE SECRET

"Secret? I love secrets!" Mary exclaimed, following the yellow paint splats. She followed the paint through the Abyss of the Deep, and down deep into the gallery. She came across a girl, dawned in white and green eyes shining under her brown bangs.

"Lorelei?" Mary asked.

"Lorelei..." the girl muttered. "Lorelei, Lorelei, Lorelei..." the girl laughed insanely. "Lorelei! That's me!"

"How are you real?" Mary asked.

"I'm not," Lorelei replied. "I want to be. To become real, I need to take the place of someone outside. So," Lorelei continued to explain, a twisted evil grin appearing in her face. "I told you we wanted to play a game. And I like a game with stakes. Makes things more interesting. So, this is my proposition. If you can make it out of the gallery, you win. If you fail, I get to take your place outside. You against me and the gallery."

"Okay!" Mary agreed. "It's a big, big gallery, so you won't be able to find me."

"Ill give you a head start. I'm not telling you how long, though. So you better run."

Mary ran. She ran as fast as she could, and things were going quite smoothly. That is, until she came across--

"The Lady in Blue!" Mary gasped. She walked up to the painting and touched the frame. The woman reached through the canvas and grabbed Mary's neck, choking her. She tried to scream, but the only noise that came out was a dull whine. Mary tried to pry the woman's hands away, digging her nails into her skin. The Lady in Blue suddenly let go, even through Mary's efforts had nothing to do with it. She jumped off the wall, beginning to chase Mary through the gallery. Mary ran into a room and slammed the door behind her, locking the door.

"I... *pant* can't *pant* run anymore..." she said to herself.

"So you give up?"

Lorelei was leaning against the door, her arms crossed and a smirk upon her face.

"How did you..."

"I'm apart of this place. I can go anywhere I want to. This game was ensured for me to win," Lorelei replied evilly.

"You..." Mary's voice trailed off, but then rose again. "You rigged it!" Mary yelled angrily. "But I'm not giving up yet! I will win!" Mary yelled.

"I like your competitive spirit, Mary," Lorelei grinned. "Ill give you a head start."

"That's all I need," Mary said, dashing off. After she left, Lorelei sighed.

"She's very foolish. I already told her, no matter what, this game would end with me winning."

Mary ran past more headless statues, paintings and anything else that was a danger. She ran down the stairs so quickly, she tripped, and fell in front of...

"The Fabricated World!" Mary gasped. "But... it looks... different. It's like it's..." realization flooded over her. "It looks like the normal gallery!" The frame on the painting disappeared, and she reached her hand inside the painting, pulling it back. She knew that if she could reach her hand in, she could jump through to the other side. "I win," Mary said with a smile.

"Mary!" a familiar voice called. She turned around.

Garry.

"C'mon, Mary. This isn't the exit, come with me, we'll find it together." A grin was on his face, it was almost evil looking.

"No, Garry, come this way! This is the exit. C'mon!" Mary ran over to him and grabbed his hand. "Come on--" Garry pulled her back, dragging her down the hallway. "Stop it, Garry! Your hurting my arm, let go," she screamed. After a while, Garry let go of her arm. A swift twirl and paint flew everywhere, revealing a girl with the evilest grin you could ever imagine.

"I win," Lorelei said, and began to laugh insanely. Mary stood up quickly and dashed back towards the Fabricated World, but Lorelei was faster. "No! I won't let you get away, we had a deal!" she screamed, pushing Mary to the ground. "I told you I was ensured to win," Lorelei cackled, jumping into the painting.

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(This is other information concerning memories, but I'm not sure what type of POV it would be so it's just gonna get crazy xD btw the italics are because this is memory/past shizwiz so yeah)

'There was yet another killing concerning the taking of 16 fluid oz. of a persons blood, this time female...'

The TVs droned on as people stopped to take a quick glance at the many televisions displayed in the window. Some people shuddered, others shrugged it off and some didn't even glance at the news report.

(Fabricated World)

"Mary! What are you...?!" Garry shouted.

The little girl sat on the floor, screaming at the plastic head.

"GET OUT OF MY WAY!!! DIE!!! DIIIIIiiiEEEeeeeeeeEE!!!" she screamed at it continuously.

"They go insane if they're not in their proper places, and they don't even remember it. No wonder they're such carefree girls," the Lady in Blue sighed, sitting alone in her painting, her sisters gone off searching angrily for Lorelei. "No matter what, this ending won't be pretty..."

(Elsewhere)

She stood in the empty warehouse, milk jugs filled with blood, many sat around her. She took each one and painted the rusty old warehouse in the most horrid red, a picture forming around the walls.

Roses.

A girl.

A boy who picked out her name.

And a girl who's fate she stole.

They were all, all of them, someday, she would herself paint them all... in the most lovely, beautiful, horrid...

Red.

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(Heh, anyone catch the BB reference? I just now noticed it, I'm going through and editing, fixing and changing some wording, ext. Sorry that this kiiinnnda goes everywhere, I tried to fill in as many holes as I could with this memories thingamajig. Also, if there's an A/N at the end it means that the chapter is edited. I'm only doing this one at the time before I publish it so ill start edited earlier chapters. Thank you for reading this far! :D)

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