Hewwo folks, i like to take nap. 

also parts of this chapter should look familiar :)

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Niall wiped his sweaty palms against his pant leg, figuring he'd need dry hands for a good grip. 

He knew that whatever behind the door in front of him  was dangerous and that he should've left this shitty park days ago, but he was set on playing this game for a bit longer. He was waiting for the perfect moment to strike and completely crumble this place.

"And now," Niall heard Harry's muffled voice from behind the door, "Give a huge, warm welcome to Niall!"

The room outside the door fell silent, making the opening door a hundred times louder.

Niall stepped onto a circular platform with a giant red and white swirl starting from the middle. Harry was in press box in front of him, watching his every move with the same maniacal smile he'd worn ever since Niall had met him.

A couple of dolls, with clown paint on their face, were propped up on the desk and leaned over the window. Niall rolled his eyes at this site, the dolls annoyed him.

Niall looked around the room, only finding a bunch of doors circling him.

"What am i supposed to do?" Niall asked, looking up at Harry with an unamused expression.

"It would take all the fun away if i told you, sweets," Harry laughed, "You'll just have to find out."

Niall knew better than to talk back to Harry, so he clenched his jaw and ripped his eyes away from the ringleader.

"Oh, and before i forgot." Harry spoke, leaning over and pressing a button.

The floor started spinning, making Niall slightly dizzy. He glared up Harry, trying to catch his balance.

"Send those looks to Marcus, it was he who suggested it," Harry grinned, pointing over to a doll with curly, black hair, "Consider it 'payback' for the ticket incident."

What, Niall thought, the dolls have names now?

Niall ignored Harry, stumbling up to the first door he could reach and pulling it open.

A giant blast of fire shoots from the door, warming Niall's skin to the point of burning. The floor had swept Niall away from the fire, giving him a chance to cool before driving him back into the flame.

The blonde sprang to his feet and began running against the direction of the spinning floor. Adrenaline filled every fiber in Niall's being, making him unaware to the pain his body was experiencing.

Harry watched intently, his fingers curling under the desk with anticipation. His wild curls hung down against his face, and his top hat was threatening to fall. The reflection of the fire burned in his eyes as he stared Niall down.

"Help me!" Niall shouted, knowing full well no one could hear him. He'd regretted not leaving earlier and cursed himself.

"Please!" He begged, grabbing onto another door handle and swinging it open, making sharp glass fly out.

He began to grow angry, "You fucking psycho!" 

"You'll never be a performer if this is your show." Harry scolded through the mic.

Niall looked up at him with bared teeth, but saw a glint in Harry's eyes that scared him. 

For the first time since setting foot in the park he could see uncertainty, something he never would have expected. 

Niall brushed off the look, though. If Harry were to care if Niall got hurt, it would only be for the fact that he wouldn't have anyone to toy with anymore. 

He was only able to maintain eye contact with Harry for a second before he was whisked away by the floor.

The fire had blown out by now, only leaving the room heated and slightly burned. He ran into the small room where the fire had come out to take refuge. 

The room was only the size of a walk in closet, and it seemed as if he'd interrupted a game. Sitting by a round, wooden table were three dolls with cards in their hands. 

Different colored tickets were in varying amounts of piles, giving the impression that the dolls were in the middle of poker. 

But, the dolls were now focused of Niall, with all their heads turned towards him. 

Niall squinted and rolled his eyes, grabbing some tickets from them and stuffing it in his pocket. He never knew, they could be useful in the future. 

Walking back out on the spinning swirl, he entered the next room that glass shot out of. 

Here, there was another scene with two dolls. One doll was seated in a bathtub while the other had a piece of wood aimed at the first doll's chest. 

Niall couldn't help but let out a laugh, some genius before him was able to see the scene before him and draw a pair of breasts on the doll in the tub. 

"Yes, because threatening a woman is totally how to win her over." Niall chuckled, kicking the wood out of the small dolls hand. 

The doll snapped its head 180 degrees around to look at Niall with it's empty eyes. Niall's breath caught in his throat, and he looked at the doll with a nervous expression before leaving the room with his back to the door. 

His body shivered out of fright, but he convinced himself it was because of the cold. 

The next room he was faced with was increasingly smaller versions of a door. Opening one would reveal the exact replica door, only smaller. 

He pursed his lips and quickly moved to the next room. 

This was another scene, with a mannequin in a crib with two other 'parent' dolls seated opposite from each other across the crib. 

The mannequin had a bonnet on and its eyes were taped shut. Two legs were missing, which were later found propped up against the wall, to fit the mannequin inside the crib. 

One doll had a bottle, and the other had a bib as if it were feeding time for the mannequin. 

"What," Niall took a deep breath in, "The fuck." 

He snapped a picture despite his disdain and quickly exited the scene. 

The next door he opened was a bathroom, although nothing exciting was there; Only the fresh and welcoming scent of old piss. 

Finally, he found the door that led to the exit and quickly entered to the new hallway. 

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And with that, the fun house phase is almost over ;-; which is like my second fav part after....;) 

i have to get up at 3:00 am and be out till 6 pm for my competition :((((( gonna be super fooking tired mates!!!