Authors Note: This chapter is written in a peaceful manor in dedication to the 22 people who died in Connecticut recently. God Bless their Souls. (Although the cliffhanger ending isn't as peaceful)
I left the library eventually, after searching and searching for hours on a way to defeat the masks. Nothing. Plus, I got the weird feeling you get when you've been at a library for more than 3 hours. So I had to leave.
Once I got back out, I wasn't sure whether I should keep exploring or whether I should find something useful to do. I did the latter. I went back downstairs and checked the kitchen. The only thing I found down there was some old guys playing chess (On this ridiculous hologram board thing that was super awesome) and Georgie cleaning up the grime from the meal I must have missed. She had this gigantic smile on her face as she looked at me as I came in. "Hey there KlarsEE. Hosit goin?" She had the hilariously psycho southern accent.
"Good Georgie." I answered. "A little tired. I found the library."
She laughed, "A boy who axsually reads. Mirecels happen." She then raised her hands in the air, giggling to herself, "Praise the loid." This was the first time I had seen Georgie like this. Things really esclated quickly as she then walked towards me and grabbed my arm and pranced around the table, as we did a little jig around the table. The guys who had been playing chess looked up and laughed.
"Georgie, you're especially cheery today. Whats up?" For the small while I had been in the apartments, hiding from the masks, I had never seen Georgie doing anything but clean.
"Ise happy because Ise gotta frien comin from a fort down sout." She then giggled again, like a Tigger giggle.
"Well then lets celebrate." I said to Georgie.
I missed times like this. Other than the time I successfully saved Molly, I had never felt pure joy like this. As Georgie jumped around, waiving her hands like a maniac, I took off. I sprinted, hallway after hallway and told everyone "Go to the dining room. We've got ourselves a celebration." Everyone came down. Even Molly. We ran down all together and without music, we danced. I danced around with people I had met in my short stay, and people I hadn't seen in my life. I even snuck a dance with Molly, who for the first time in a while, didn't have the "I'm going to kill you" look. We danced, we conga lined, and even did some dances I'd never seen before. It was great.
Then, in the middle of the dancing, there was a knock on the door...
Everybody stopped. Some people looked at the door, some attempted to dance again. I looked at Georgie, as she smiled with the biggest smirk I had ever seen. "Shes here?" I mouthed to Georgie.
"He's here." mouthed back Georgie. She then approached the door. Each step she took got more skittish and skittish, but she still had a stride to her step. She finally got to the door, took the handle, and opened it.
Time slowed down. People eerily danced around, shuffling at a pace (to my perception) only possible in space. The people staring at the door blinked slowly, three seconds a blink. The person sitting on the other side of the door, was a mask. Not the mask I was looking for, but a big, melted white mask. In fact, it was a group of masks.
I looked at Molly, and I knew she was in the same shocked mode as I was. Georgie smirked as she looked around the room. Her now bloodshot eyes scanned across the room. In a weirdly glitchy, low voice, this time not as southern, Georgie said, "Turn it off boys." Then there was a crash.
I looked around, frozen, as the walls started peeling. The floor itself was phasing into a giant black abyss. This one similar to the black hole that had gotten me here. Soon the walls melted, and everything soon melted also. The people standing around the room who were once dancing melted away, like wax figurines to a flame. Then, the blackness folded around me, coming closer, and closer. As I could see the black wave coming at me, I tried to run.
But I couldn't. The black wave got closer, and closer, and soon hit me like a black tsunami. It took my breath away. Then even though everything I could see in front of me was black, I felt another type of black, as I myself blacked out.
