She had awoken, her long blondish hair curled beside her warm breath. As she had gasped over and over again for the same satisfaction that the others were given. She was given no word on whether she could awake or even die. She was told multiple times, over and over; ‘You will not leave this place.’ The words echoed in her encased mind. Her skull was covering up the words she wished to speak. Being held back for so long, is it any wonder why she couldn’t speak? Perhaps not. She awoke with her hands fiddling together whilst she smiled with her beautiful lips touching once more. She grasped her pillow with frustration and threw it to the other side of the room. As the pillow landed, the white door sealed with barbed wire had opened.




You were out of it, dear. You were really out of this world. You’re hallucinating, baby. I’d rock you to sleep but I wouldn’t get the satisfaction like I did from Bo-peep.

- Top Hat Man


“…I didn't really ask for this…” he whispered. “It’s better to say; I wanted this. Some reason, I like telling you the truth.”

The little girl awoke. Her hair in knots, her face covered in dust and cobwebs. The Top Hat man stood tall, looking down at her as if she was a chew toy. He licked his lips. She presumed so. However, the sound of something slurping is all she heard. She imagined that the lips touched the tongue. Everything was so twisted in her little world. Although, she had no idea on what the real world once had. She was lost in her thoughts. Trapped behind closed doors.

“If you remember me from other floors. I will twist the tales.”

“Okay. I don’t know what you’re talking’ about though.” She muttered.

“Let me finish!” He lost his temper. “Dark faces. More like unseen. I like to know what you know.”

The little girl hummed a familiar tune that popped into her head the moment when the Top hat Man was about to swipe the necklace from around her neck.

Hum, hum, hum

(The music was beautiful. Her little humming tone built into a melody of an old nursery rhyme.)

“…wheels on the bus go round and round. Round and round. Round and round.” The Top Hat Man whispered.

“Do you mind? It’s rude to interrupt.”

“Not at all. I’m only here to share a tune with you.” He lied to her. “You really don’t remember anything, do you?”

“No. I don’t. Should I?” She felt too scared to ask but she did anyway.

“Should you. Yes. You should.” His tone sank into a screechy voice.

“That so-called rumble upstairs. Do you not feel tense? Do you not feel down in the dumps?”

“Should I?” She asked once more.

“I’d be damned if you didn’t.” He sighed. “Ignore the darkness in my voice. See past the dark clouds. It becomes foggy on this floor.”

“How do you know this?” She asked another question.

The Top Hat Man sighed once more. As he stood up on his two shadowy legs and rattled chains on the other side of the wall. He continued to screech with his voice reaching a horrible tone. The little girl felt as if she should be more afraid than she already was. She cried inside but chose to keep it to herself. She didn’t want to talk to the strange man. The strange being who wished her happy birthday while she slept. He kept a distance from her while she shook in her blanket. She trembled and felt like darkness had finally managed to consume her.

An open window, it looked like a window. Four dark painted support holders, keeping the window in place. Stood up against a cracked wall. The glass was tinted with a strange colour that she couldn’t even categorize. It was alien-like. As if it had been painted by something else. Her first thoughts were it being the Top Hat Man as a main culprit for causing such alien events to occur. She then took a deep breath and realised that there may be more creatures lurking in the darkness than she had thought. She tried to remember other floors. As the Top Hat Man mentioned other floors a while ago. She kept quiet and to herself. Ignoring the strange lights flickering outside.

A long shadowy arm reached for the little girl. Grasping her around the neck and pulling her towards a red tinted window. She was soon off her feet, sooner than she had expected. Unaware that something had grabbed her, she didn’t feel anything but she heard herself scream inside. She could feel her own hands pulling her outside. Forced to go outside, and being told what to do by herself.

“…listen to the sirens… they screech. So loud. I lose track of thought.” A voice whispered.

“So what?” She spat.

“I don’t know. I just know what makes a girl tick.”

“Tick? Like a clock?”

“Yes. Just like your grandfather’s clock.”

“Thanks. Am I supposed to be afraid?” She asked, feeling nervous with herself.

“No. I don’t want you to feel such fear.” It spoke in a calm tone. “I just need you to listen out for those sirens…”

The long shadowy arm lifted her into more darkness. She felt her head bump against several walls, and could feel different materials as she ascended which felt like falling to her. She could feel sharpness from something hard. She could feel claws digging into her skin and strange little legs crawling under her feet. She felt as if a spider had wrapped her something, and trying to munch on her chest. She realised that her feet were being tickled by something. She also realised that a strange figure had been watching her the whole time she had been grabbed.

“…hey, I see you there!” She called out.

The figure blended in with the darkness. “Goodnight, dear.”

“Can’t you call my dad?” She asked.

“Forget about family. Why are you remembering them?”

“I don’t know. They seem special to me.”

“That liquid must’ve really hurt your brain, little girl.”

“I heard that this place is magic.” Another voice interrupted.

Ascending from darkness; a small little boy spoke with his arms waving like an attraction of some-sort. She looked at him closer, and could see that his head had been replaced with a doll-shaped head. The eyes blinked repeatedly and spat on her as it spoke. The strange tickling that occurred around her feet had been nothing but a young boy’s strange looking fingers. Sharp with rounded edges around the sides.

“Sorry. Mama! – Sorry. Mama! – You don’t know where I am?”

“—Mama?” She copied the tone.

“Mama! – I don’t have time for you. Mama! – You don’t know where I am?”

The little girl fell onto her knees and plead for her life to be okay.

“You are in trees. Mama! – You are waving at me, ha, ha. I see you so clearly… Mama!”

“Stop saying that!” She screamed in frustration.

“…you can’t accept what has happened. So why do you run from what happened?”

The Top Hat Man approached the little girl and dropped her into a ray of sunshine. An area in the dark fog that had been well lit by some sort of sun. As she looked up, she could see several planets that were just balls to her. Mars, Venus, Earth. She could even see the Moon. She blinked and the planets had moved. She counted them again and again, and soon realised that Earth had vanished. Mars had turned blue. Venus had been destroyed in front of her. She saw chunks of the Moon fly out into the abyss below. Chunks and chunks of it faded into fog. She was a little upset by the sight of it all. Everything just disappearing with little to no reason. No explanation on why it was happening.

“You may remember this; these ball-like shapes would always go round you. All you ever had to do, was look up and see it for yourself. Before you knew it, little girl. You and others, they had all just fallen. Not like the shooting stars, it was more like some dark fog just wanting you inside. I remember the black smoke. You didn’t suffocate like the others. You managed to escape, but why are you here, if you already knew that?”

“I don’t remember any of that.” She cried.

“Every time you blink. I feel another part of me fading from you.” The Top Hat Man whispered.

“I’ll stop then. I can stop blinking!” She agreed to stop.

“No, no, no. You can’t just stop. It’ll become too hard eventually. Just let go of that. Keep blinking naturally…”

“I don’t want you to go away.” She sighed.

“…one minute you are afraid of me. The next, you don’t want me. And now you want me?”

She nodded.

“Sorry. I’ll see you on the next floor, little girl. – I won’t just let this sap all the life out of us. You are here. I am here. We’ll be over there soon…”

She held his hand but the hand faded away. Tears rolled down her eyes as she felt something for this strange creepy-looking creature.


I see you in my dreams. I see you in my nightmares. Some reason you follow me everywhere

- Unknown

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