Mitch's pov

I sat down next Sky, trying to let my body get used to the ordinary ground. The sound kept echoing in my head, scattering all my thoughts around. Whatever that was, I hope it doesn't happen again.

"Sky, you feeling better?" I asked, trying to clear my head.

"Yup, how about you?" He steadily stood up, wobbling a bit in the process.

"I still can't feel my feet, they feel like they're jelly." I shook them around.

Sky chuckled at me, and turned to survey the room. His jaw literally dropped to the floor at the sight that laid before him. My gaze followed his, it took my breath away. Most, if not all, of the mannequin heads were shattered. The shards were spread out on all of the floor, some laying pools of red paint. We gaped at this mess for so long that our jaws started to hurt.

Ty's pov

  Shit, shit, shit! Sky and Mitch triggered something, and something that will lead Taxey to them. I could feel the rumbling from here, and I bet she did too. Oh man, I can't let someone else get trapped here, it's hard enough as it is! I kept pacing around my room, my steps echoing on the walls. My thoughts jumbling all together to create this giant ball of panic. Hopefully, they didn't get hurt. Their roses can endure enough from that room, and if they are close to death there is another vase in the next room.

"Ty!" Seto burst through my door, his hair in a frenzy.

  He noticed me in my worried state, understanding my fear.

"D-do you think?" I started, not even able to finish my sentence.

"She must've! And she's going to get there quicker than we are!" Seto grabbed my hand and dragged me to somewhere where I know where.

"But Seto, you said were not going to be able to help them!" I cried trying to match his swift pace.

"I regretted that decision the moment I said it, so come one and save them!" He ran even faster.

  I ran right behind him, weaving through the halls. Our footsteps echoing off the walls. Seto would mutter directions and suddenly turn, but I was still able to keep up with him. Eventually, we made it to the door, barely visible on the wall. Seto swung the door open, nearly knocking off its hinges. He frantically looked around the room until he saw Mitch and Sky, both very shaken.

"Seto! Ty! What are you doing here?" Mitch asked as he was trying to get up.

"Come on, let's go before Taxey gets here!" Seto grabbed Mitch's hand and pulled him along.

I did the same with Sky, following Seto to the next door.

"How did?"

"It appeared during the tremors, and hurry!" Seto quickly replied, wrenching open the door.

It revealed the next room, it was just a plain white room. Nothing was in it, I didn't get a good vibe from this room.

"Ty, close the door!" Seto commanded, I closed the door behind us.

Seto propped Mitch against on the wall. He sighed and stayed quiet for a moment.

"What are you doing Seto?" Sky asked, he held on to my shoulder to stand up.

"I'm keeping you two safe, now be patient. This'll take only a minute." He replied.

I didn't know what would happen since I haven't been in this place as long as Seto. I think he's the first person to die in this place, and he got a lot of time to figure out the rooms. Sky finally let go of my shoulder and stood up properly, Mitch finally did so as well. We all waited for something to happen. When a minute passed by we started to notice the changes in the room. The white room became grey with more art lining the walls. It had a calm but scary feeling to this room. This place was made of magic, the whole gallery somehow obtained it. After a bit, the room wasn't a room but another hall. Seto didn't wait for us, he just kept walking down further the hall. We all had to run to keep up with his brisk pace, and it didn't help that Mitch was still shaken up.

"Hurry up guys, we need to get there before her." Seto said, not out of breath.

Although Seto has been here for awhile, he still hasn't managed to find a way back to the mural. We kept up with him, walking through the twisting hallways.

"Seto, c-can we please st-stop?" Sky wheezed.

Seto stopped immediately, but not because Sky asked. We stopped in our tracks, hoping it was just another statue or lady painting. Well, we were wrong. There stood in her terrifying beauty was Taxey, the menace who murdered and will continue to murder. Her eye had a crazed look in it, and in her grip was a palette knife. Seto didn't seem to be scared, but the rest of us were.

"T-Taxey." Was all that Mitch could say.

  We stood there for awhile, just looking at each other. It seemed as if the silence wold stay but someone had to say something eventually.

"Well, look at this. After many years I never thought I'd get up to this moment." Taxey muttered.

"Taxey, don't do this! W-we can escape together, just let us thr-"

"It doesn't work that way, it never has." Taxey cut off Sky, her expression softening.

"What do you mean?" Sky asked, his expression welcoming.

"How many people get in, that's how many people get out. Although I've managed to kill one of two people I still can't get out!" Taxey yelled.

  We looked at each other, hoping to find the right words to say. We all looked at Sky who was seeming to think of what he could say. He looked back at us, his eyes telling us to trust him. We all looked confused but we decided to go on with his plan.

"Taxey, why not...why not we try to escape together." Sky brought up, all of us, even Taxey, stared at him in disbelief.

"Sky, this person tried to kill us, and already have killed." Mitch said nervously.

"And it's because she wants to be free. Don't we all want to be free?" Sky was making all of us feel guilty now.

  We all stood there, thinking about what we've done. So did Taxey, and because of that she started to shake a bit. Tears started to form in her eye, we all watched as she started to breakdown.

"I-I'm s-so sorry f-for this." Sobs started to rack her body as she dropped the palette knife and fell to her knees.

  Sky instantly ran to her side and started to comfort her. We all stood there amazed by this scene.

"Taxey, don't cry. Well get out of this." Sky told her.

A/N
Sup, sorry for my absence I've just got so much to do lately don't worry I'll start writing as much as I can.