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my last entry for this year and it will start again in the summer of 2010
“I guess we should open it.” Oaky grabbed the handle of the door and pulled on it, until it opened. The door opened with a creak and the door lead to a cobwebbed building or room. The room had cages, old machines, and two rusty metal chairs. Oaky stepped forward into the room like she was trying to avoid something on the floor. Feo didn’t even enter the room until Oaky ordered him to.
Suddenly there was a footsteps coming toward Oaky. Oaky turned around and was faced to face to a man. Oaky quickly recognized the man, so she said his name, “Ian?” The man looked at her in confusion, “How’d you know my name?” A tear fell from Oaky’s cheek, “Why don’t you remember me?” Oaky put her hand on Ian’s face, but Ian quickly pushed her hand away. “Don’t you touch even me! I don’t even know you and is this some kind of sick trick?!” Oaky turned from Ian and from her pocket, she took out a folded picture and gave it to Ian. “I hope you remember soon, Ian.” Ian looked at the picture, “Who are you? Why do have my picture and Melissa’s?” “I don’t understand… I was your best friend and now you just don’t recognize me! I’m Melissa!” Ian smirked, “Melissa is just right here.” Ian pointed to a girl in a dark red dress sitting on one of the rusty metal chairs and surrounded by glob monsters. “It was pretty easy to have her just come back here. Of course since she never even went to the police station.” Oaky looked at the girl with the dark red dress, “She’s dying! You don’t even care about her?” “Wait a minute! How could she have never gone to the station?” interrupted Feo. Ian laughed, “Well you see Melissa was already dead when she arrived to this place. It was my great plan to have her back to normal and not be a mortal, but of course immortal. Just like me.” Oaky smirked, “Are stupid? Or what? That chick over there isn’t taking the immortal thingy too well. I guess your minions are doing well either.” “Well, I might have done something wrong, but for sure I know she wants flesh, which I have her and now you’re her next meal and minion’s.” “Well… how do you know she wants flesh? Why do you think your minions really care?” asked Oaky. “Well.. err… I don’t…” sighed Ian, “Sometimes I think I don’t know her anymore and my minions..” “That’s because she’s not Mel! I’m Mel!” Oaky grabbed Ian’s hand and closed her eyes. Ian looked at Oaky and said, “I… don’t know what to say… I can’t.. I grown to love this other Melissa, Mel. She’s part of me now and you’re not anymore.” Mel opened her eyes and she changed her body to her younger self, “Well in that case, take Melissa and Feo away from here. Your minions are going to turn on you.. You remember those days? They swore loyalty to you except the next day they left..” “I remember… I’m sorry Mel..” Mel exchanged her body for Melissa’s dead body, “Go! Go!” screamed the dying Mel as the glob mobs attacked her…
“I guess that’s pretty much the end of the story I wanted to tell you,” said the woman wearing a brown dress, “I know there’s a lot of plot holes, but you know I wrote this up just now.”
“That’s okay…” said Glam
“Call me Melanie,” smiled Melanie, “however I like to be called Mel.”
“Okay, Mel,” replied Glam.
“If you want to hear more, I can give the book,” said Mel.
“Wait, there’s a book?!” asked Glam.
“Yup! Here you go,” said Mel, handing very very very old, dusty book to Glam, “I bet you should head over to the “Good Coffee” to drink some cocoa before you read this 77 page long book.”
“Okay.”
“Oh and! I have some errands for you.”
“Cool.”
“But here’s the trick! You have to look for all these people in order and not even know where to look! Plus, Last can’t help you your errands.”
“Why not?”
“He needs his rest.. You better get started, there’s a lot of errands.”
mrgreen
 Frogstar B · Sat Nov 28, 2009 @ 03:20am · 1 Comments |
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