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Niall threw himself on the stairs, taking a second to wring out his clothes with his numb fingers.

He coughed and wheezed as he crawled over to the door, trying his best to conserve body heat.

The metal felt warm to Niall's freezing hand as he grasped the handle to open the door.

"Sorry, senior cast members only." Harry dramatically sighed, faking pity.

"P-Please, im so c-cold." Niall whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut.

He felt absolutely awful; The adrenaline wore out and he was now feeling the effects of swallowing muddy water, falling a couple feet, the gash in his thigh he just realized he had and the burn on his ankle he developed from the rope.

If anything, he wanted to be at his house in his warm sheets with a nice meal in front of him. Instead, he was fighting for his life as some asshole made fun of him.

"I-I dont want to p-play this-" Before he could finish his sentence, he leaned over the railing and threw up in the water he'd just ingested. It felt like a slushy coming out of his mouth, thick and cold.

The after taste left in his mouth was metallic and earthy, making him almost want to gag again.

"Now isn't that a lovely sight." Harry's voice was thick with sarcasm and disgust.

"Please, H-Harry," Niall begged, "I-I feel like i'm going t-to die."

Shuffling was heard before speakers fell silent.

For the first time since coming to the park, Niall began to cry.

Everything had built up inside him, from the freezing water, vomiting, dangling by his ankle, tumbling around the tunnels, being starved, and being sleep deprived.

Not to mention the emotional anguish he felt, being mocked for everything he did.

Maybe, it was okay if he died there. He didn't want to continue his investigation anymore nor did he want to retrace his entire journey.

He was so tired.

His head was pounding and his body was weak.

He could already feel the hypothermia setting in. Along with his starvation, he'd be gone in hours.

And so Niall sat, completely powerless and shivering his skin off.

He rested his brown hair against the door and felt around for his backpack. After feeling it, he pulled it close to his body and grabbed his recorder.

He at least wanted people to find his documents when they found his body.

A light tickling spouted in Niall's nose, making him sneeze and involuntarily press the play button on his device.

"And now my fucking shoes are ruined, great." His own voice rang out from the speaker. Niall chuckled sadly at this, if only past him would know what his water-soaked shoes would look now.

"Staff is very unfriendly. Not a welcoming environment at all." The recording continued, drawing back to when Niall first entered the park.

Niall shook his head at this, he was able to pick up the rude aura seconds into entering.

They didn't even give him a chance. Did Harry think he wasn't worthy of one? Was it something about the way Niall looked?

He didn't know, but he was annoyed.

He was overlooked in his work place, and now in some random, shitty park?

The sound of a lock sliding against metal could be heard, and it took Niall a second to realize it was the door behind him.

Half of him wanted to stay, rest in the cold and fall into an eternal slumber, but the other half of him was so annoyed with Harry...it was almost inspirational.

He was going to show that asshole who Niall Horan was by reporting on the shitty park and having it taken down.

With the rest of his might, he stood up and pushed open the heavy door.

He could barely get both feet inside before the door was slammed shut and locked again.

The floor had a white, plush carpet to match the soft pink walls. A gray couch sat in front of a marble coffee stand with a severely decayed plant on top.

The room reeked of old perfume and rotting fruit.

Although there was no kitchen, there was a small cabinet where Niall was able to find some packaged preservables to eat.

Plus, he was also able to properly relieve himself in a bathroom instead of bushes. However there was no running water for him to shower under.

But, he took what he could get.

After he had use the restroom, he stripped himself of his soaked clothes and used a towel to dry and cover himself.

He then went back out into the main area and sat in a tattered makeup chair in front of a smashed mirror.

Posters of 'Harry the Haphazard!' covered the wall and border of the mirror, drawing his eyes to them.

Most of the posters were ripped though, either cutting the woman's or Harry's face out.

He recognized Harry, the asshole with the cameras, but wasn't able to identify the woman with him.

In each poster, her outfits matched that of Harry. When Harry wore floral, so did she. When Harry wore red sparkles, so did she.

They seemed to be pretty close, with Harry holding her in almost all of the poses.

She was a very beautiful woman, with dark brown hair, blue eyes and a strong physique.

On one poster, it was her alone in a beautiful white gown, 'Baby's ballet' was written in cursive. Leading Niall to believe the woman must have performed dance alone at one point.

His eyes continued to wander around the room, resting on a golden treasure chest. It looked to be unlocked, so Niall got up and opened it.

Inside were all of the women's costumes he'd seen in the posters just moments before.

Fluffy feathers, fur scarves, diamond rings, lace shawls and full length skirts flowed out from inside.

He ran his hands across the fabric, feeling the expensive silk glide under his fingertips. It was a shame he couldn't wear any of the clothes, as his were ruined.

But, he did have hope that he could possibly find something suiting to him, so he dug into all the costumes.

The further he dug, the lower his standards became.

"Could i pull this off?" Niall mumbled to himself, holding up a larger, navy, silk dress, "Maybe, but not with these shoulders."

Becoming fed up, he decided to grab a needle and thread he found at the bottom of the chest and began making his own design.

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