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Fantasy Hand of the All powerful

With Annabelle's slashes with the knives she pilfered, she was able to cut through the onslaught that came at her and make it down the hallway... But to her dismay, the corridor continued to stretch and stretch farther and farther. It did not seem like she could run toward the stairs, and all the while, more and more doors appeared. Darkness extended from the doorways and slammed onto the ground, pulling forth from it a large mass of itself like the legs of a spider. "... You're Too Slow..." the voice of the woman said, her face suddenly sprouting from the darkness. "... There's No Way Out..."

Meanwhile, a woman with the same face and in a long black dress that seemed to blend in with the floor came up the stairs of the stretching corridor and stood at the very edge of the stairwell. "This Is MY House, Manor Malfortuna." The woman's face in the darkness and the woman who stood before the stairs were the same person. But how could she be in two places at once? The darkness spreading through the corridor with the woman's face took the shape of a spider, and from her body, smaller spider babies of darkness crawled out and toward Annabelle, trying to climb up her legs. Their number was in the thousands. "My Name Is Tabitha," the woman in front of the stairs stated finally, a wicked smile upon her face, "And I've Chosen YOU To Be My New Toy!"
 
Annabelle let the spiders crawl on her she closed her mouth tight then looked back to the woman just starting silently till the slider reached her face and then she squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't fight the spider's at all.
 
Tabitha was surprised to find a girl that wasn't afraid of allowing spiders to crawl on her. She figured it would scare dear Annabelle to death. Perhaps literally.

"Oh?" Tabitha glided down the hallway slowly, her dress never leaving the floor as she did, "You Aren't Afraid Of Spiders, Little Girl?" She glided all the way to Annabelle, who was up to her neck in spiders... But they seemed to stop before reaching her face, and they didn't bite her or violate her at all. "You're A Brave One. But..." The hallway retracted to its normal length and the head of Tabitha on the darkness stretched out the spider-like body over Annabelle, "Are You Afraid Of The Dark?" The Tabitha that stood before Annabelle would look at her in her face and smirk. "Just Try To Escape This Place Alive." The giant spider Tabitha would laugh as her body continued to consume more and more of the hallway, making everything less visible. Meanwhile the real Tabitha would laugh and go back down the stairs, leaving Annabelle to the darkness of the spider body looming over her.
 
she wasn't moving because of the spiders and sho she was waiting to see that would happen next. Also that she was realy scared and her heart was beating fast do she was concentrating on her breathing.
 
The face of the spider Tabitha became warped and twisted -- something like a ghastly demon -- as her body of darkness consumed the hallway and Annabelle along with it. The spiders were still all over her body, crawling over her skin and under her clothing everywhere. They could sense her fear.

As such, the spiders began to bite at Annabelle, tearing small pieces of her skin up from her body and devouring them thusly. The pain of it all should have been so excruciating that she would pass out from the intensity, but none of the spiders were poisonous. The small rips and tears from the thousands of spiders across her body would leave her practically skinless, and hovering in darkness blacker than the void.

Tabitha awaited to hear the screams of pain and terror from Annabelle.

After the spiders were done rending Annabelle's flesh and she most likely went unconscious, the darkness would fade slightly to reveal a dim chamber with barely any light at all. There was only enough to see right in front of oneself, and there was a dripping sound that could be heard vividly resonating throughout the chamber. It sounded like it was underground.

To Annabelle's fortune, the spiders that had allegedly torn her skin off had only been a mental illusion, but the pain they inflicted was real. Her body should have been completely fine and spider-free, skin intact and with no wounds about, but the pain from the bites wouldn't go away as easily. It was so intense, it could knock her out twice if she'd fallen unconscious a first time. Where she was now was unknown, but it seemed like a cellar or a prison of some sorts. There didn't seem to be a way out, and it was too dark to see anything. The floor was cold and wet, just like the walls.

How would she escape now...?
 
Bell didn't scream but 9nly become she gritted her teeth and hisses while breathing sharply. She didn't pass out emedietly bid she didn't fade from concounes at some point in the dark becase she silly woke up feeling like here entire boddy was coverd in raw skin. She forces herself to sit up and look around but couldn't see anything so she slowly took off her boot then crawl doward using that to feel infront of her by hiding the heel and tapping with the toe incase the wals where like the ones upstairs.
 
The sound of dripping seemed to get louder as Annabelle went on. The walls were thick and seemingly made of concrete or some sort of rock, but they were normal all the same. She would find herself in some cobwebs every now and then, but the odd thing about it was that the cobwebs got thicker and more numerous the longer Annabelle moved across the ground. It wasn't until a little while of moving around aimlessly in the dark that she'd hit something that didn't feel like a solid wall, but instead some sort of sticky flesh. A moan came from the darkness as what was locked downstairs with Annabelle suddenly sprang to life -- it was a zombie wrapped in cobwebs. Rather, a mummy.

The mummy screeched vehemently at Annabelle, almost as if it were in pain or angry, but it did not move. It simply stood where it was, as if it was guarding something. If Annabelle stayed near it, she would start to feel something tugging at her very soul when the mummy screeched at her again...

'Didn't I Tell You...?' the voice of Tabitha would resound in Annabelle's mind as if she were right there with her, 'I'm Psychic, Too.' Once again, the laughter of Tabitha could be heard audibly, but this time it was in Annabelle's mind.
 
Bell stood up then she gently took the mummies hand and said "Hey, hey, shhhh, its ok, your ok, My name is Bell, look at me ok, just focus on me ok just focuse on me" calmly she gently shifted them around so she was now betwn the mummy and what it was guarding.
 
The mummy was steadfast in its guard, seeming to be suffering from intense rigor mortis due to its being downstairs for so long. It did not screech nor wail this time when Annabelle talked to it, but it did keep itself in place. What Bell should have been able to find behind the mummy was a passageway that led deeper into the catacombs of what was this underground chamber, and seemed to be the only exit.

'This Is My Personal Servant, Franquere, Or 'Frank' To The Common Folk,' Tabitha spoke into Annabelle's mind, 'I Control His Brainless Self Using Pieces Of My Own Cognition, So It's Basically Like An Extension Of Myself That Works To My Thoughts When I Think.' Frank was a mindless, soulless mummy who only did as it was commanded, the spiderwebs making up its wrappings serving also as a means of entrapment for others who would so be entangled in its touch. 'He's Not Very Fast, But He Can Suck Out Your Soul If You Get Too Close.' It was unclear why Tabitha was telling Annabelle all of these things instead of just killing her. Perhaps she was having some sort of sick and twisted sadistic pleasure from watching Annabelle struggle and writhe, but it all ended in Tabitha's cackling girlish laughter again.

Bell may have been able to finesse her way around Franquere as he stood guard, but the moment she got past him, he started to move. The sound of his stiff body coming to life was like the sound of muscle tissue ripping and bones cracking, which caused the creature pain and discomfort. It screamed again in pain, but took lurching steps toward Annabelle slowly... Slowly... Slowly, outstretching its arms with a crack and hobbling along to try to grab her and eat her soul out.
 
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Bell yanked on her boot then ran at a sprint down the hall befoer taking the first turn she came to that wasn't a dead end. Then she kept sorining and taking turns alternating Left and right to keep some sense of direction. She cound go for about 4 miles befoer having to stop completely exhausted.
 
As Bell ran through the dark underground passage, she completely outran Frank, who was nowhere near her. However, Bell should have noticed as she ran that she was running into things that she would have to knock out of the way to get past. They were thick and heavy, and they would slow her down no matter how fast she ran because of how many there were cluttered up in the passageway hanging from the top.

These were, upon closer inspection, dead bodies, some still dripping with blood. Tabitha's voice returned to Annabelle's mind, asking her, 'Do You Think You're Safe Just Because You Have Outrun Franquere? Maybe You Should Take A Closer Look... You're In A Worse Situation Than Before.' After Tabitha said what she did, her voice went silent. When Annabelle was tired, she would be able to hear just what was going on again.

*Groooaaaaan...*

The sounds of agonizing pain from something that was worn out just as she was. The groaning started off low and distant, but eventually became numerous as she kept passing the hanging bodies. They were coming to life, so to speak -- awakening from the dead. Some dropped from their hanged position and onto the ground, rather disoriented at first, but eventually coming to composure. There weren't many at first, but it seemed like because she was running for so long, she had incurred their awakening much earlier on than she realized, passing them by. There was a horde of them all already in motion after her. They moved slowly and decrepitly, not much faster than Frank, but they were still en masse and very dangerous.

There seemed to be more to this underground passageway still, -- far more -- but she'd made some distance from the cellar to the point she was at now. Still, all throughout the cavernous passageway there were hanging bodies; sleeping, waiting to be awakened by the touch of Annabelle as she moved recklessly about the underground.
 
Not knowing what else to do Annabelle started running agan befoer having an Idea. She dropped to the ground then started to crav crawl under the bodies as fast as she cound which was fast thow she kept sliding and falling. She also kept getting back and and going again using the same pattern she had before of left right left when turning.
 
The passageway seemed to go on forever. Though Annabelle wasn't knocking the bodies down anymore, the other zombies or whatever they were running into them and doing so in her stead. She may have been able to crawl fast, but whenever she slipped, they were one step closer, and a bit more numerous than they were before. Easily, thousands of them were hobbling through the hall and still growing in number. Their groans and moans filled the cavern, leaving nothing else to be heard... Except for Tabitha's laughter in Bell's mind.

'TEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!' Tabitha cackled, apparently able to see Annabelle crawling through the slippery passage. If she paid close enough attention, she would find that the wet substance that she kept slipping on was blood; blood of the bodies. 'These Are The Vessels Of Those Souls That Were Consumed By My Manor,' Tabitha explained. 'And If You Don't Make It Out Alive... You'll Be One Of Them!'

After a bit more time, there was a light at the end of the tunnel, but there was something in the way of it... A large body, protecting the exit. It was Frank. Though he was extremely slow and unable to move very well, he had taken secret passageways through the underground passageway that led him to the end of the pass -- right where that light was coming from. 'See If You Outrun Franquere This Time, Little Girl! EEHEEHEEHEE~!' Before Annabelle could get close to the exit, Frank started to walk toward her, knocking some bodies down along the way. They would fall to the ground and serve as both obstructions to Annabelle whilst she crawled and also get up to be zombified pursuers in the same fashion as the thousands that were behind her, closing in on her. There were only a few that were up in front of the exit, but there were enough of them to be able to block out the light of the exit.

Frank gave a powerful scream, which woke up the rest of the vessels, some falling right on top of Annabelle whilst she was in motion. The situation looked dire, but the exit was right up ahead. Could she make it through the zombies and the mummy that was commanding them, commanded by Tabitha, herself?
 
Annabell's entire though prosses was the word "Fuck It" yes she knew that was two words but she wasn't thinking rationally. She insed stood up took off her boots putting them on her hands thenbedt a outlet crowd her arms over her face and head and then gave a war cray befoer charing forward twords the exit.
 
Because all of the vessels were decrepit and weak, they were easy to knock down... However, they were still persistent, and sought to grab at her legs and claw at her flesh as she ran. Though she had her face covered, she wouldn't be able to cover the rest of her body, which would lead to her clothes being torn, scratches on her skin, and some of the vessels clinging to her to try to slow her down. Eventually, their numbers would keep her from moving if she didn't reach the exit by that time, and they would rend her flesh and devour her body.

Though the other zombies were not capable of sucking souls out, Frank, the mummy controlled by Tabitha, definitely was. He stood as Bell's last challenge before sweet, sweet freedom, and it didn't seem like he was going to be easy to get around this time. Frank outstretched his arms to the side to try to block Annabelle and when he did that, spiderwebs shot out of his mummified body and out toward the ends of the cavern, leaving no room to escape without passing through the webbing. With the zombies still on Annabelle trying to drag her down and rip her flesh off to eat, Frank was adding thicker and thicker webbing to the already very strong webs that came from his body, which was mummified by spiderwebs. If Annabelle could get past Frank and his webs, she'd be home free... But to get close to Frank and suffer his baleful scream would mean forfeiting her very soul to him, and to try to break through the webs would only lead to her becoming trapped in them.
 
Annabelle turned at the last minute bit kept going twortes the door she used the mumies that where clinging to her and human shelds then once through shoved several if the corpses at Frank befoer springing airing him out the door while he was tangled up with them then kept running looking around frantically
 
'Clever Girl...' were the last words that Annabelle would hear as she escaped using the vessels as shields for the webbing. It seemed like that was the final trial she had to face to escape the madhouse that was Manor Malfortuna, and as she walked out into the light, the realm distorted by the brightness of the light and became blinding for a moment or two.

When the light died down, it was night, and Bell was out on the side of the street coming out of what looked to be a small sewage outlet. She wasn't too far away from her house, and if she knew the way home, she could get there... But if she did look back at the dark passage that she'd come from, she'd find that none of the things that were once following her were there any longer. Her scratches and bruises would remain intact to show her that it was all real, but the beings that were in the tunnel were nowhere to be found.

The strange occurrence that happened to the girl was all too real, but it would seem like a nightmare to her that she'd just woken up from. Then, finally, there was a whisper... 'Have A Nice Day At School Tomorrow...' and then the sound of faded laughter.
 
Bell stood there with her boots on her hands and looked around befoer switching to just holding her boots and heading home. She was shivering and when she got home she was swarmed by police who recognized her and started asking questions but she just stood there numbly and occasionally shaking her head. Even when her family rushes out to meet her.
 
During all of the commotion, flashes of Tabitha's warped and distorted face looking like a pale-faced demon appeared right before Annabelle's eyes, flickering and screaming slightly for less than a second. Some time after that, the same thing would happen again, but with images of Frank and the corpses, shifting between the two of them within seconds of each other. Bell would be scarred for life from what she just endured. Flashes of the dead people being used as dolls and the lost souls upon the walls of Manor Malfortuna would continuously and rapidly flicker with noise like the sound of screaming dead people ringing in her ears for only those quick milliseconds. This would happen all night, and even into her sleep.

However, other than that, everything around her was back to normal. There was no sign of Tabitha or any of her dead and undead friends, nor the Manor Malfortuna... Save for what flashed before Annabelle's eyes all night.
 
Eventually Bell was was left alone to shower then take her medicine and go to sleep though it was full of nightmares. The next day she got up and got dressed wearing her brown later wedges and matching jacket because her old stuff was ruined she also wore a HP shirt and riped Jeans. She headed to school again on her bike.
 
As Bell woke up the next day from the unrelenting nightmares, she would find that even sleep had not cured her of the images that flashed before her eyes. She would start to see dead people wherever she went, her eyes flashing from living to dead when she looked at normal people walking down the street or in cars. Their deaths were gruesome and horrible -- some of them were maimed with their heads barely attached to their necks by thin pieces of skin, barely holding on as blood squirted from the severed neck bones and poured down the side of the neck in the torrents. Others had their skulls bashed open to the point where their brains could be seen, some of them with clear damage done to the head underneath the cranium. The visions were terrible and did not stop. Sometimes, she'd even see the undead vessels that were following her in that underground passageway, still groaning at her with pain and frustration. There were times where she'd even see Frank and hear the faint sound of his screaming again. But worst of all was that Annabelle would see Tabitha's face flashing before her eyes, laughing as if mocking her. Whatever she'd done to Annabelle's mind with her psychic powers, Annabelle was now a walking 'Sixth Sense'.

School was no better. The atmosphere was drab and dark, with flickers of what seemed to be shifts in reality from a nightmare world to the real world. The students seemed normal at one moment, then at the next, they were zombified, or beheaded, or even violently and mortally wounded. The very classmates that Bell sat with at school would be part of this nightmare that didn't seem to stop even after leaving the Manor Malfortuna. It was only a wonder what she could do about it, and how she'd be able to endure the visions.
 
(Got burried)
Bell did what she alwase did and put in her headphone to listen to a book and she kept her head down. She made a mental note to switch back to glasses so she could take them off when she didn't activly need to see. Fir today tho she just suffered and made it through
 
The visions persisted all day, until the very thought of them became a very real thing. Sometimes, the flashes between what was real and what was a horrible bloody mess did not shift, and Annabelle was left with the sight of the horrific mess that were these visions. They started off staying shifted for a few seconds, then eventually those flashes for a few seconds became minutes, and by the end of the day, some were there for at least an hour. Everyone was affected by the change, including the teachers. Gory sights of each instructor came with the nightmare world that was what Annabelle had to witness all day.

What's more, there were randomly visions of Tabitha when the visions occurred, and she was fit into random places throughout the school. Sometimes, she'd be in the corner of Annabelle's eye. Sometimes, she'd be in place of a teacher. Other times, she'd be where a student was. As this all happened, the sound of the book that Bell listened to became warped and distorted, sounding like a melting radio, static inclusive. Through all of that, Tabitha's own voice -- distorted as it was -- could be heard laughing yet again as the audio-book's content faded away and left only Tabitha. By the end of the day, Bell would be seeing only violent images and hearing things in a distorted tone, including whatever she tried to listen to.
 
Annabell was exposed by the end of the day and as soon as she was home she removed her contacts hoping that the visions would falow her vision itself and deprive being there and still present would be so blurry she couldn't see anything. She took a nap however, prepares for the nightmares enough to actually reach rem.
 
The nightmare world that was becoming Annabelle's life was not going away anytime soon no matter how much she tried to fight it. All that happened was that she'd find herself seeing the visions in her head rather than before her eyes. The memories of Manor Malfortuna. The sights of the people closest to her and around her in life dead and bloody. And worst of all, Tabitha.

When Annabelle took a nap after getting home, she'd find, surprisingly, that there was only darkness when she slept. There were no nightmares, no visions -- no nothing. It seemed like she was going to have a moment's reprieve with a peaceful sleep...

However...

'How Do You Like The World You Live In Now?' the voice of the familiar Tabitha called out from the darkness, before an image of her pale-faced head and long black hair floated toward Annabelle whilst she slept. 'When You Next Wake Up, You Will Permanently See Those Sights And Hear Those Things. Your Normal World Will Be Nothing But A Nightmare...' Tabitha smirked. 'Unless...' She turned her head, letting her long black hair drape over most of her face again, leaving only one single eye visible and open looking at Annabelle, '... Unless You Come Back To Manor Malfortuna And Have Me Undo What I've Done To Your Mind.' Tabitha giggled a little. 'If You Don't... You'll Suffer For The Rest Of Your Days. And This Was Only Day ONE.' Who knows how much worse things could become in another day, and what sort of trauma Bell would endure for a whole week? 'You Might Die Of The Shock Of Living In That World, And You Won't Be Able To Accomplish Anything Normally. Even Going To School Will Be Troublesome.' Tabitha's giggle became a cackle. 'You Won't Be Able To Talk To Your Parents, The Police, Or Anyone Except For ME!!!'
 

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