'Come down below Ia
I'll show you someplace secret'

I slid my eyes open, slowly regaining consciousness. I felt my shirt slightly wet, drops of water dripping down my hair.

Why am I wet?

I got up on my feet.
As soon as I was fully awake I realized I wasn't at the gallery anymore.
There was not a soul to be seen and it was slightly dark, I got a really bad vibe from this place.

'Well, At any rate I should go look around.'

The walls were painted in a dark blue hue. The halls were empty. I walked forward, crossing the dark blue hallway.
As I reached the end of the corridor I spotted a door, the same color as the rest of the place.

The door was blocked by a small wooden table, on too of it rested a teal vase in which it contained a beautiful rose, died in pink and red.

It's beautiful.

Next to the vase was a small paper with something written in crayon.

'Take care of it'

I reached out for the rose, my hand slightly trembling.

"Should I do this?" I asked myself, starring at the rose with concern.
I stretched out my hand, carefully taking the rose in my hand with out touching any of it's sharp thrones.

Once I had the rose in my possession I held it under my nose, sniffing it's sweet smell.
Suddenly , I herd a splash sound behind me. I quickly turned around, not letting go of the rose.
I gazed at the blue painted wall in fear. The same word was written upon the surface I the wall in red paint.

T H i E F

"A-a thief?" I muttered under my heavy breaths.
I quickly turned back around, threw the small table out of my way and swung the door open, I then swiftly went in and closed it.

Maybe I over reacted, but I tend to get easily scared.
I sighed in relief but also in disappointment towards myself.

'What the hell is wrong with me?'
I didn't even realize I still had the pink rose in my grasp.

"Tch, what ever... I might as well take it." I turned my attention to the room I had recently entered. Just like the corridor it was painted blue, there was another exit to my left.

I stared at the only painting that decorated the room, it was just a picture of a woman with black hair and dark skin, with eyes closed and a serious expression.
All of a sudden, her eye lids slid open and her lips turned into a crooked smile.
"What?!" I exclaimed I'm surprise. I ran to the exit to my left, going as fast as my legs could take me.

I escaped to a large room, bigger than the previous one. It was decorated with paintings and sculptures, however, unlike the other rooms I had seen, it's walls and floor were died in red.

I walked towards the end of the room and slowly sat down.
I was panting and wheezing uncontrollably, preventing me from breathing.

"Damn ASMA" I whispered as I held my inhaler to my mouth.
I returned the inhaler to the pocket in my skirt.
Moments after that I herd a weak grown coming from behind me.
A chill crawled up my spline.
I felt two cold hand being gently placed on my shoulders. I didn't want to but regardless I turned around.
When I turned around what I saw was a brunette woman in a red dress and a crooked smile plastered on her face. I swiftly got up and backed away from her.
'God! W-wait, is she a painting?'
It seemed her upper body was stretching out of the painting, unable to reach me.
'Good, she can't move' It was then that I was proved wrong, the painting jumped out at me and dragged it self through the floor with great speed.
'She's faster than me!' I stretched out for the red colored door, but it wouldn't open.
'It's locked?'
At the corner of my eye I spotted a shinning object on the floor, I sprinted to it. It was a key, finally something good happened.
I went back to the door, the key in one hand and my rose in the other.
I unlocked the door and closed it, but before I could do that; the 'woman' swung her arm at me, making a couple of the pink petals fall.

As I stared at the flower slightly fall apart I felt a light pain invade my body.
'W-what is this? Why does my body hurt?' I raised the rose to my face and pulled out a small petal. The pain grew stronger than before, luckily it dissapered in a matter of seconds.

'So every time the rose loses petals I get hurt... I should be more careful with it'

After my discovery I glanced at the corridor in front of me, making sure there wouldn't be anything dangerous, but I didn't see anything harmful rather I saw a small trail of yellow.

Yay, so that's a wrap for the second chapter, I hope you enjoyed it, I tried to write it as good as possible. I think you could imagine who the blond Vocaloid boy is... But thanks for reading!
Bye!

~Ia Aria