2 Chapter 2

"If I where to witness this for real, I wouldn't hesitate to get in on the action... no matter how many lives it costs for my satisfaction. I'm also not the type of girl to laugh at a lot of things unless it's the funniest shit I've ever seen; and I'm not talking about some bullshit like a guy turning himself into a pickle. However I'm extremely giggly when it comes to pain.

And blood.

And death.

And all the good stuff~"

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A few small pants escape my lips as they quickly grow into a fit of maniacal laughter. I wiped some hair out my face with the tip of my fingers before looking at the people around me: they wore lustrous, dark fabric cloaks; drastically varied in height and all stood away from me and each other at a perfectly equal distance.

My laughter now causing my lungs to throb from exhaustion.

I hadn't noticed it till now but that girl who screamed, she was stripped naked and on a uniquely carved granite slab that altered in colour from ash grey to a merlot red; a very common and frequently seen red, yet less know by name then shade.

I traced my fingers across some of the chiselled details while I let my laughter die down and let air flow through my system once again. As my eyes followed the pattern downwards, it led me to spot a fine trail of black powder. I secured my vision to it and let it lead me to the spot where the smallest of the robed figures stood. It seemed to branch into three separate paths; two of which had a slight curve as though they where to meet again and one directly aligned with the taller figure to the left of me.

If the pattern I see now corresponds with the rest of the powder that I can't see but can only assume to be ash or a once human appendage of sorts, I'm in the middle of what can only be described as a star polygon within a circle.

(For those of you who do not understand such terminology; a pentacle).

A glance at my right hand was all that it took for my knees to buckle and collapse to the floor while I tried to remove my sight from the 'horror' I held before me. That poor girls heart must have been so pure and kind... because it looks like it.

Her slightly beating heart. Her warm, pulpous, beating heart.

There, right there!

In my bloody clutch!

A glare of the sun to distort my vision for no longer than a second was all it took for me to suddenly see five normally dressed people standing around me and a lifeless girl who lay fully clothed on the dark oak flooring with a knife that was piercing the bottom of her stomach. I watched in a disturbed silence as some of her organs slowly started to leak out of her body and almost ooze down her sides. It was like watching sauce drip down the side of an ice cream cone yet less appetising... to some.

"Who are you?" The tallest of the five people with a head of fluffy looking hair that, at the same time, looks sleek and in casual jeans and navy shirt spoke up after a while; but I didn't reply. "Hellooooooo, are you even listening?!" The third tallest with perfectly straight hair and in what seemed like the outfit for a novice whore spoke up in a bitchy voice. For some reason, she instantly annoyed me. "Oh I'm listening, just not to you." I spat at her. We shared a death glare until she seemed to get scared and clutch the tallest guys' arm in fear.

What a pussy...

"Now who are you?" The tallest asked again. With a roll of my eyes, I answered. "Ugh, my name's Mia." He seemed less tense. "And how did you get here?" That's a good point, how did I get here?! "I-... I don't know. I just woke up here!" All of them shared a glance before looking back to me. "Well then 'Mia', it's nice to meet you." He raised his hand for me to shake; so I politely did so. "Nice to meet you too... and you guys are?" He laughed a little and started listing off names.

"I'm Ryan, this is Georgia, (girl with the straight hair); here we have Lily, (the smallest who was clutching a teddy bear); Harvey, (barely taller than Lilly); and then you have Scarlet, (a girl with dark hair that covered half her face)." They all gave me their own 'enthusiastic' type of wave - besides Lily as she ran over to me and outstretched her hand to me. "Hello!" I gently shook her small hand. "Heya! Lily right?" She nodded with the brightest grin I have ever seen. "Who's your friend?" I pointed to her hedgehog bear and she held it up in front of me. "This is Mr. Pickles!" She proceeded to make him wave so I gave a small wave back. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Pickles."

A sense of worry washed over me suddenly. I looked around to notice a doll watching us from around the door frame. I stared at it till it startled me with a wink. "What the hell?!" Before anyone could look, it dipped its head back from the doorway with a childish giggle. "What's wrong?" Ryan stepped over to me. "I'll show you!" I finally got to my feet and ran out the room. I waited in the hallway before I heard the same giggle from high above me; she's somewhere upstairs! Bolting up several flights of stairs, I noticed that the giggles turned into laughter and then into words such as "run little mouse" and "hurry up slowpoke". Then I heard her sing...

"Run rabbit! Run rabbit, run, run, run!

Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun!

He can go by without his rabbit pie!

So run, Rabbit! Run rabbit,

Run, run, run!"

It repeated itself over and over again; to the point where it was driving me insane! "SHUT UP YOU PORCELAIN PIECE OF SHIT! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!"

I dropped to my knees in the middle of a hallways and began to cry; the song kept going on and on. My hands started to shake and slowly raised themselves close to my face before stopping. I stared at them, knowing what they wanted to do, and whispering to them as though they would reconsider. "Please... don't do this to me!" Tears continued to run down my face and onto the carpeted floor; at this point I was begging.

They tensed themselves and my fingers curled in preparation. They then went right for their target! The force had knocked me onto my back and my hands gripped my neck tighter then I had expected myself to. Was it really me doing this? Slowly but surely, I could feel my nails digging into my skin and tickling my flesh - the warm blood flowing down and disappearing into my clothing where it probably soaked in and stained my outfit with failure and defeat. I coughed as my lack of air soon hit harder than before. Behind me, I could hear people running up the stairs and a few gasps. "Mia, hold on! I'll be right with you in a second!" Clearly, Ryan was thinking that he could save me from myself. HA! Dumb bitch...

I pointed my eyes to where he started to run over from before being sent into the wall beside him at full force - leaving him still as he dropped to the floor - and my eyes then started to slowly close.

Ever

So

Slowly

Then I was sitting up in my bed, sweat dripping from head to toe, so I quickly ran the bathroom to rinse my face. That's when I saw red seeping down the plug hole and into the drain. I took a glance in the mirror and saw that my neck was lightly bleeding.

But... does that mean I tried to kill myself in my sleep?! Or was it someone else?