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A loud cry woke me up. My snapped my eyes open to see Alfred the Lion Tamer shouting. The second thing that drew my attention was all the red. The entire room was soaked in crimson paint, but weird, dried splatters and drips of another red substance made me ill.

Please don’t let that be blood.

“SHE’S AWAKE!” Alfred shouted. He winked at me and merrily marched around the room. “Let’s begin! Let’s start the show! Are we ready to go?”

“Play a song. Let’s set a mood.” Feliciano purred. He sat in an armchair with his twin. Both winked at me.

A hetaloid I didn’t recognize started to play the piano. The others sprang to life and marched around me. Luckily my purse was by my side. I dug into it and pulled out the hetaloid packet. I skimmed the packet until I figured out who was playing the piano.

“Roderich the Musician.”

“Hey! The show’s about to start.” Arthur snatched my purse away and gave it to someone else. “You have to pay attention!”

“No distractions!” Romano said.

I shoved the hetaloid packet into my pocket, so it wouldn’t be taken away.

“Take her to the table!” Yao said. “Let’s assign who gets her first.”

“First?” I swallowed a hard lump in my throat. What’s going to happen to me? What are they planning to do?

I was dragged to another room with only a table and two chairs. Alfred jumped in and slammed his hands on the desk.

“What would you like to do today? May I suggest the lion show?” His grin was wide and unnatural. The chipped paint made him look even creepier. His blue eyes stared at me intently. “Well?”

“A-Ah...” Why can’t I get any noises out? My mouth moved without letting another sound come out.

He nodded his head. “I understand. Arthur’s first!” Alfred shouted. “Get the props! Is the puppet ready?”

“You have the main prop in there with you!” Arthur shouted back. He walked into the room and grabbed my wrist. “Come on. The show’s going to start.”

“Huh? What?” I gasped.

“Right! I almost forget the most important thing!” Arthur paused to put his hand in front of my face. I wanted to take a step back, but thin, silvery strings came from the inside of his coat and wrapped themselves around me. Once he noticed the panic on my face, he laughed. “Oh? You didn’t know? In this act, you’re the puppet.” He carried me onto the stage. In the audience were the other hetaloids.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Watch as my puppet does everything I do!” Arthur set me down. He took a step to the left, and against my will, I did the same. He did a backflip, and I copied. He did other tricks that I mirrored. After a few minutes, we were breathless. Arthur wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. “That was great, but what do you think about her clothes? Ugly, aren’t they?”

The other hetaloids shouted in agreement with Arthur.

“Should we take them off?” Arthur asked.

No! No! No no no no no no no! I darted my eyes darted around the room, but all I saw were the hetaloids cheering.

“Let’s see what’s underneath!” Arthur flicked his wrist. I shut my eyes and braced myself, but I still felt clothing on my skin. Arthur held a mirror in front of my face then angled it downwards, so I could see the rest of my stylish outfit.

This is slightly better from what I anticipated. Hopefully the rest of my day goes better.

Arthur smiled. “I’m glad you approve.” He twirled me around and threw the mirror behind him. “Now we dance!” We waltzed together. Being this close to Arthur was creepy, because the chipping, fading paint, and his grin made my blood freeze. He leaned in close to whisper in my ear when he dipped me. His robotic voice sent chills down my spine. “Let’s move onto act two of this show.”

Arthur twirled me around until I literally landed in the arms of Lovino and a blonde. From conversation alone, I figured out that his name was Francis.

I was transferred to another room that was covered in white and black checkerboard patterns. Francis walked around me measuring the air. I felt tiny pin pricks all over my skin as if he was pricking me while altering my outfit, but Francis’ hands were empty.

What was causing this sensation?

Lovino looked in the mirror and model various poses. The outfit Arthur put on me slowly changed into a white dress thanks to Mathew’s enchanted words.

“Merci, Mathew!” Francis blew a kiss.

“Anything for you!” Mathew laughed.

“Let’s see what else we can do!” Lovino shouted. He took out a bottle of perfume and soaked me in it. Coughing and hacking from the perfume, my stomach flip-flopped. I think I’m going to be sick.

“Hey! It’s my turn! My turn! I want to play with her!” Alfred burst into the room and dragged me into a room where poker was played. He sat me down in the seat next to him. Everyone except me was dealt a hand. The hetaloids stared at the cards in their hands. When bets were placed, Alfred pushed in all of his poker chips. “Prepare to loose. I have five aces.”

“That’s means that you cheated!” Yao shouted. He threw his cards in the air. “You owe me my money!”

Alfred didn’t take that as a bad thing. A fight erupted. Thankfully, there were no weapons, but I was still frightened.

“If only I could run while they’re distracted with each other.” I mumbled. It took a few minutes for me to regain the ability to wiggle my fingers.

“Al, cheating is against the rules!” Mathias picked up a chair and threw it. “Not cool.”

My eye twitched. I could serious get hurt if I stay here any longer. Putting forth all my strength and energy, I surprisingly got the ability to use my legs, so I ran from the scene once no one was looking. There were many twisting and spirally hallways. I took a chance by avoiding other hallways and doors and kept running forward. As I neared the end, I only saw one door.

“Please let this be an exit.” I muttered to myself.

The door opened, and Feliciano walked out. He cornered me easily. It was strange that the chips and cracks in the paint were gone.

“Bella, It’s not safe.” Feliciano chuckled. “There are people who would want to get their hands on you. Don’t go southern part of the park. It’s very dangerous.”

I have a feeling that I should go over there. If they don’t want me there, then it can’t be that bad. Right?

“Are you listening?” Feliciano leaned in closer. If he was alive, I’d be able to smell his breath. He opened his eyes, and I saw the faded amber paint. “Bella?” He tilted his head to the side.

“Hey! Look!” I dug into my pocket and pulled out some shiny coins. “They’re yours.”

While Feliciano was temporarily distracted by the money, I ran. I managed to get out of that building, but I didn’t know where I was. A bright red sign pointing to the Southern part of the park attracted my attention. To make sure no one was following me, I looked over my shoulder before sprinting to the southern park. Everything seemed to be identical to the northern part except for the fact that the color scheme was darker.

“She’s here. I know it.”

I looked around for a place to hide. A crate caught my attention, and I crawled into it. I took out the hetaloid packet and skimmed what I could read. The only light I had was the moonlight poking through the cracks in the crate and the few streetlamps that still worked. I looked through the book to find the names and specialties of the other hetaloids I’ve met and will meet. In the back of the book the pages were stained red.

“Type 2 Hetaloids?” I gasped. This part of the park was designed for adults who loved being scared out of their minds. If I thought that the first set of hetaloids were awful, I can’t imagine how these will be. I looked through their character bios are quickly as I could to familiarize myself with them.

Footsteps neared.

I hope I can read all read in time...
I hope I don't get captured....