It was strange for such a thing to happen, I could feel Ib holding tight onto my hand and I patted her head. "It's alright Ib." I promised. "It's just the bulbs." I pulled her away from the painting and went around the corner, but no one else was around.

"Strange." I whispered and we looked around some more, but found no one. They walked back to the painting and Ib saw a message. "Isabella and Ib come down and I'll show you a secret." The message read. I felt uneasy about it all but what else was there to do?

We made our way down and the red rope that was blocking part of the painting Abyss of the deep was open and blue foot prints were next to it. I leaned over to look, as did Ib and the next thing we knew we were shoved into the painting without warning and found ourselves in a strange place.

I held Ib close and looked at the fork taking the right. As we walked I saw a vase with two roses in it, a red on and a green one. I picked them both up and place the red on in Ib's hair smiling softly. Ib smiled back but she was still worried about where we were.

Each room was one scare after the neck, arms coming from the walls, moving statues, spiting paintings, and so many other things. I knew Ib was going to have nightmares for weeks after this, maybe even longer. While walking down a slightly clam hallway Ib pointed to a man lying on the ground, and we both recognized him.

"Garry!" we called and rushed over to him there were several cuts on him and blue petals, Ib looked at the blue rose that we had picked up a while back and held it in front of him. He looked up and…..jumped away from us 'Ekking.'

Me and Ib held our sides trying to hold in our laughter.

"And I thought you were a big strong man." I laughed