Labyrinth Of Dreams

Have you ever heard people talk about legends, or myths? They make it sound so fake, so, unreal.But what if everything you never could possibly believe before, came to life? The creatures you never knew even existed, the fantasies come to life, right before your eyes.BUT- the only way to enter the Labyrinth was through your own dreams.Once you fell asleep, you would find yourself in what looked like a Sanctuary, surrounded by many doors.Each door opening to a new world, a new adventure, a new dream, which door will you open? When will you go? How will you find your way through the Labyrinth Of Dreams?.

~Kanae

Deep behind a dark door. The door of which no one wanted to pass. A door of which everyone would wish to leave behind to rot and to fall in decay. A young girl lay behind that door somewhere. She would be out killing other helpless innocent victims of the night and th wrath of the girl. She will show no mercy. With her butchers knife. She will share no glory with another, this is her task. Her want is to destroy all the 'imperfections' to destroy the beauty. Her heart lys in ruins as her father had decayed it. Her eyes of insane nature. Her hair white and stained with the blood of her victims. Her jacket black to blend in the night. Blood covered brown boots thinking across the floors that a child would possibly hear and fear the minster under their bed. The creature in the closet. The ghostly figures in the hall. This would be Pompeii Felix. The nightmare of many to come.

It was a clear night, not a single cloud in the dark night sky.A half moon lit up the land, as stars sparkled in the sky.A young adult, unmistakenably 18 or 19 years old, lay asleep in her room.What was she dreaming about some may wonder, or was she even dreaming at all? Well, if she was dreaming, she was either in nightopia, or the other world.In human terms, The Labyrinth.
The girl awoke on the pavement of the Labyrinth, she looked around slightly, then stood up, looking around a little more.Door, after door, after door.So many doors.Curiousity lurked inside her, she wanted to know what was on the other side of the doors.She walked through the Sanctuary, in which was in the middle of all the doors.She approached one door, hesitantly, she grabbed and turned its doorknob, opening the door.She looked inside, then walked through, closing the door, that from this side couldn't be seen really well.

Insanity. That is what the aura may be. Insanity, pure insanity. The darkness could be sensed from miles and miles within. An asylum standing tall and broken seemingly abandoned. A figure. Short like a child but seemed a bit more mature. The white hair and red tips. The most insane looking eyes that a vulture wouldn't be able to match it's deadly cold glare. As the watchful gaze rested on the girl a chill in the air would be stirred. The girl in the window seemingly never moving. The figure standing proud. Never leaving the faze off the girl. The insanity of the gaze would turn most blood a blazing in the cold air. Any normal person's heart would be a lump in their throat. This was of pure evil and darkness. The way a sadistic smile curled upon her lips. She just stood, watching, waiting, as if wanting to get a better look.

Kanae looked around, seeing it all, taking it all in.It was odd, and creepy.But hey, this girl has earned herself the nickname 'the Devil' before.So it wasent all to much.She could feel odd presence, she figured with how this place appeared, it wasent anything good.The wind blew a cold breeze, knocking her pink bangs aside.This girl was not exactly human, but was not that of a mutant, or freak.One of the first things she spotted with those darkish pink eyes of hers was a girl.Just standing there, watching, waiting, and watching more, almost as if she never blinked, it was a little off, but not enough to have a panic attack over..

The girl then jumped from the window onto the ground. With this swift movement her hair moved away and her eyes locked into the girl. She didn't blink. She just stood there. On the ground. Watching. Suddenly she brought out a knife fom her hoodie's pocket. It was a butchers knife. It was stained in blood. She just looked at the girl. Her head then tilted giving the look an even more insane appearance. She only seemed to stare. As if she would stare into the girls soul. She didn't move after that. She just stood there. Waiting. Her hair just danced i. The eerie wind. Her hoodie doing the same. Her face curled into a small,tormenting,had ting grin. No longer a smile. Grinning. She just stood there.

Kanae looked at the girl.She didn't appeared scared.Like she had seen worse than this insane girl.She didn't cower in fear when the girl pulled out the knife.No, not a hint of fear.Did this girl know the mad twist about the nightmare doors? That if you died in the nightmare world, you die in the real world..? That answer seemed to be ominous.Kanae didnt move.Make no sudden movements...maybe its vision is based on movement..

The girl then began to walk. She walked towards the girl. The eyes looked as if they belonged to a deranged doll. She senced no fear in the girl. Yet she walked closer. Her actions proved she wasn't trying to inflict fear. However her actions couldn't be decided by a look of the expression. It was blank. Full of insanity. Full of hatred. But for what? As she walked closer she would start to whisper soft and not at all sweet tidings. She muttered things of being a hero. Being the one to save people from life. walked closer to the girl. That is when the straps on her jacket were there. They were that of a straight jacket. The girl continued walking at a slow pace and menacingly gripping the knife I. Her hand. Then she reached I to her pocket and pulled out a scalpel, also with blood all over it.

The girl didn't move.If this insane girl before her tried to slit her throat or chop her to pieces, she had a secret weapon, but it wasent exactly physical.She barely heard the muffled, and mummled words.Hero? she thought.Insaneness indeed.It would be no surprise to Kanae if this girl had been in a mental institution.Something invisible lurked behind Kanae, something that should help her if she was attack, something that could kill easily.

The girl sensed the thing about her but didn't stop. She walked closer and closer. Then she got so close they would be able to feel each others breath, but she walked past the girl. She walked past and the girl suddenly sprinted I to a run. And pounced on something like an animal, a cat to a mouse. Suddenly blood could be seen splattered everywhere and as soon as the girl got up, she held in her hands the head of a young boy. She smirked such a grin before she carved out the eyes. Then the tongue. She did this with skill. Showing no lacking in the murdering. She dropped the head and started laughing. Her insane laughter and darkness swirled around and suddenly she stopped. "I saved you from life. I'm the hero here..."

She watched the girl, eerie, and cautiously.She watched as blood splattered everywhere, like confetti thrown in the air.She watched her carve the boys head, with skill.Hell, even when she herself killed somebody, she never went to this high of an extreme.She looked at the girl hearing her refer t herself as 'hero.'. "More like Villain" she said.

She turned her now blood splattered face to the girl and gave a whicked grin, one that could send chills up any normal person. Her bloody hair fell into her face and she held up the knife and licked it of some of the blood. She stared at the girl. Her eyes never moving, never blinking. Then in a raspy hardly used voice " would you like me to save you too?" She asked. The tune of her voice was very distinct with insanity,hatred, and anything a psychopath would acquire. She turned towards the girl and kept her gaze, never moving, always watching her every move

She might have been nicknamed the devil, but still.This girl creeped her out, this girl didn't lose her marbles, she had no marbles to lose.Kanae backed up slightly.She shook her head no.She didn't want to be 'saved' by this girl.

She looked at the girl before picking up the boys hand. She took the scalpel and carved 'Pompeii' into it. She smiled evilly at get work. She looked at the girl and walked towards her. She then passed her brushing her shoulder onto hers. The shoulder was cold, as if it hadn't had warmth for years. She would smell of blood and death. As she walked past her she made a small insane chuckle. As she continued walking she stopped and turned around facing the girl again."welcome.....enjoy your nightmare......I'll save you before long......" Her raspy voice seemed even more insane as she stuttered on most syllables indicating she wasn't used to talking and how amusing this was for her. Considering she had just murdered a boy that couldn't be more than seven years old.

Seeing as though this was only the beginning of this newly found nightmare, and the door was nowhere to be seen now.This was only the beginning of this ,living nightmare, this hell, this torture.Even through he long sleeve shirt, she could feel the cold that was on the girls skin, freezing.She smelled of blood and death.Creepy.The girl would feel something grab her arm, but that something could not be seen.(Kanae has 4 invisible, yet powerful arms, that cannot be seen) "save me, and I'll end you"

The girl didn't seem phased by this arm-like gesture. She turned and stared at the girl."by using a mystical power....something unseen. You are a coward. Cowards never last long. Neither do demons....even angels have fallen to their knee's."she said and her voice suddenly stopped as she turned again and walked towards the large building. In the front it read 'Dallas Asylum, caution: closed due to murderous psychopath.'

"Coward, or clever?" She question as a comeback."Weapons can be stolen, weapons can be broken, they can be lost, but my ability, has a slim chance of going away." She said.If one looked closely, they could see two tiny little horns on her head (I'll find a picture that shows her horns.) those, also were half of what earned her the nickname the devil, and they showed what species she was.It was demon, nor a devil, more was it just a girl born with typical horns."We'll see how long I survive your nightmare."

She just stared at her and smiled a dark smile. One that showed she was serious. " it's not MY nightmare." She said and she gestured to you."if not for you.....choosing the nightmare door...made this bring wrath upon you." She stopped talking her raspy voice still echoing. Her butchers knife she licked the blood of the poor boy. "Little devil"

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True she had picked the nightmare door, and brought the wrath of what lied behind it upon herself.She didn't seem offended by being called little devil.

She smiled and walked towards her again" touch me again. And I will save you....." She smirked evilly and walked towards the haunting building opening the door. The smell of death could be held from within and was surely very unattractive, but fit well with this appearance.