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 i finally have most of the plot set out! i've been stalling on writitng bc i didnt know what to do but now we good. imma drop in smol hints so when ppl reread theyll be like ooooooooo

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Niall sighed, turning away from the stand. He'd only gotten a couple steps out before he felt the familiar kiss of rain.

"Finally, some quality service." He dryly laughed to himself, retreating back to the stand for shelter and holding his hands out for the rain.

After he'd gotten his fill, he waited a couple minutes for the rain to stop.

It beated against the old metal structures, making an almost musical sound. As the rain poured, it distorted his view of the park, hiding the details.

With the wind picking up and fluttering the shingles, he knew he couldn't stay under the stand for long.

While waiting, he noticed a rather sturdy building off to his left. It had candy cane columns, gum drop lights and wafer doors.

He double checked that his electronics were safely tucked away before bolting towards the building.

It was only a couple yards away, so he managed to get across without being drenched.

Carefully pushing open the tan door shaped as a wafer, he made his way inside.

He arrived in a dimly lit room with the floor covered in garbage. A neon 'Fun House' light was hung on the wall, flickering.

Next to it was a poster, or half of it. The top half was ripped off, leaving two headless bodies. One was of a man in a floral tux, the other was a woman in a red, sparkling dress. 'Harry the Haphazard!' was written at the bottom following showtimes. 

The awful smell outside was even worse in the fun house since there was no windows or ventilation.

"Welcome to the fun house! And aren't we having a fun time?" The voice spoke out of the speakers on the wall.

"Fun? I'm having a grand time! You've really outdone yourself." Niall sarcastically responded, clapping his hands a couple times.

Movement was heard through the mic, stopping once Niall was finished clapping. 

"We aim to please." The voice purred though the mic.

Niall rolled his eyes and walked towards the counter in the center. Another ticket master doll was propped up against the cash register with its hand out. 

Smiling slightly, Niall gave the doll's open hand a mini high five with index finger. Its head was slouched over, concealing its face.

He then turned and walked to the door that lead to the actual fun house section, but found it was locked. 

"Damn," He mumbled to himself then turned back to the doll and jokingly begged, "Please sir, im poor." 

He noticed now that the doll's hand was closed, forming a fist. 

"It would be rude to enter without paying a fee, first." The voice hinted at him.

Niall pursed his lips, maybe he really did need a ticket to trigger the locks on the doors. Luckily for him, there were about a million scattered on the ground. 

Unfortunately, they were all different, ranging from every color on the rainbow.

He picked up a red one, scanning it over, "Is this it?" 

"Hmm, i dont know, why dont you hand it to him and find out." The voice responded, sounding amused. 

"Wow, thanks." Niall huffed. He found it a bit odd the person referred to the doll as a 'him'.

"My pleasure." 

Niall pushed the ticket against the dolls hand, getting it to slip in between its fingers. 

He watched the doll, waiting for it to react, but ended up straining his eyes. 

"Its also rude to stare." The voice chastised him. 

"Oh my god, its a fucking doll," Niall groaned, his patience growing thin, "Just unlock the door already, i dont want to play this shitty game." 

The person behind the mic took a second to respond, sounding a bit urgent. "He is the one who unlocks the door, not I. So i suggest you apologize if you ever want to enter," The voice pressed, "Or exit."

"How humiliating! You want me to apologize to the fucking doll?" Niall growled, growing annoyed. 

"He wants you to apologize to him." The voice replied. 

"Fine," Niall grunted, "Excuse me while i perform my pre -show warm up."

He walked to the corner of the room where he wouldn't be heard and grabbed his recorder out.

"If anyone wants to find the rest of my dignity, it'll be here, disintegrating." 

He switched the recording from his personal record to the professional one. "I've arrived in a fun house. A voice has been taunting me this entire time, it's not prerecorded as one may think. There are lots of dolls here, and apparently they get offended easily."

He hesitated before saying his last words, "Okay, time to kick the waterworks into gear."

Niall dropped to his knees infront of the doll, attempting to redeem himself, "Im so sorry that i had the audacity to look at you. How could i have done such a thing, oh mighty one? Please find it in your heart to forgive me. I am but a fool, a spec to your greatness." 

"There! I apologized, are you happy now?" Niall asked, throwing his hands up. 

"I'm not the one you should be asking." The voice responded, making Niall glance back at the doll. 

His heart caught in his throat, and he felt the blood drain from his face. 

The doll, with both eyes missing, had its head raised and looking at him. The ticket was gone, and the hand was back to its original position. 

Niall shook his head, this place must be more than the abandoned shack he took it for. How intricate the workings must be to control such a small object. 

It almost got him, almost.

"He wants your toy." The voice said. 

"I dont care what it wants, i already gave it a ticket." Niall spat, walking towards the entrance but keeping his eyes on the doll.

 "Good day sir, pleasure doing business with you." He mocked, pushing open the door and entering the hall of mirrors.

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how did you like it?

Do you like the dolls? ;)

what will happen in the hall of mirrors??:O

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