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On her bed lied Noelle, who was in sleepwear. The day was tiring, but memorable. From the unsurprised, tired, "Why do I even try mood" when Kris and Susie did something not so sane, to the irritation whenever Berdly decided to ramble about something, Noelle loved and enjoyed it all. They were weird, but she was weirder. So who was she to judge them?
The reminiscing of the day became unclearer, as tiredness set in. Her eyes shuttered, and she delved into the realm of the subconscious.
Startled, our little in thrall awoken, and saw herself encompassed by the town's yellow orange trees. She looked around, and it all stretched for miles. Looked and looked, until she saw those damned metallic red doors.
Fear washed all over, and she tried running away from it. But it was all the same. There was nothing. But those doors. Ran did the deer, until she tripped and fell unharmed, right where she once was.
Without second thought, Noelle gave in to whatever she was subjected to. She approached the door, the noise of buzzing delirium louder the closer she was.
Make it stop.
Noelle proceeded.
Make it stop.
A voice whispered to Noelle. Deadpan.
Make it stop.
Make your hands work the magic.
It all feels cold. Make it stop.
But nothing could.
The door swung open. There was darkness inside, with a floor visibly outlined in white. Noelle stepped in uneasy. She walked, and walked, when the doors behind her suddenly shut.
Oh no. No no no NO NO NO NO NO.
The floor then broke, and Noelle fell through the never ending darkness. She then landed, in a pitch, black void. But she saw something in the distance. A white oval.
"HELLO."
It was someone.
"ARE YOU AFRAID?"
"I'M SURE YOU ARE, BUT DO NOT WORRY."
"YOU DON'T HAVE TO."
"YOU HOLD SOMETHING GREAT."
"GRAND."
"EXCITING."
"INTERESTING."
"VERY INTERESTING."
"I WANT YOU TO REALIZE SO."
What. What do they mean? What are they saying? What. What was any of this really? Is this even real?
"IT IS."
"BUT THAT DOES NOT MATTER."
"WHAT YOU HOLD."
"IT HAS DESTINED YOU FOR SOMETHING GREATER."
"IT IS EITHER THAT."
"YOU OR THEY LIVE IN FEAR OF IT."
The oval turned, and stared at a tail raised Noelle. A sad left eye and neutral right. Both with black lines above and below. It then came in Noelle's direction. She wanted to run, but she was stopped. And so did it right in front of her. Stared at her with empty eyes. But seemingly filled with stars of the universe itself.
"DO NOT FEAR, MY CHILD."
"FOR SHE IS WATCHING YOU."
"ALWAYS."
Noelle was so confused, disoriented, hazy and felt unable.
"YOU WILL BE FINE, MY CHILD."
It's smile grew wide, and white pupils appeared in the black sclera.
"MY GREATEST CREATION DESERVES AN ANGEL."
Noelle blacked out, and felt herself conscious. Right where she was, which was on her bed. She sprung up from her laid down position, and looked at the alarm clock.
7:06AM.
She's in the real world now. Everything's... real. It's all real for sure.
But Noelle's not sure if she'll be able to live with what she's experienced.