2It was a dark place, as there was nothing inside.
Until the sound of the knob unlocking broke the silence inside, as it opened, shining some light inside the pitch-black room.
The sunlight revealed a tall shadow, with long hair.
A sigh came from the figure, which sounded like a female, until she stepped into the darkness, as her eyes glowed slightly.
The eyes are in a steel-blue color and looked focused instead of scared.
The figure closed the door behind her back, as it sealed into darkness once more.
The different pairs of eyes glanced side to side for a moment, before glancing down at something, as the sounds of snapping fingers echoed through the hallway.
After one snap, a small blue flame appeared in the middle of a person's hand, revealing the figure that had entered the empty place.
She has tanned almond skin, with long brown hair on the right side of her head, and multicolored wires on the left, that reaches down to her hips.
Her right arm is made of metal from underneath the sleeve of her garment.
She is wearing a cameo blue sweater, in the colors of peacock, sky, white, dark blue, and the hems are in a frost blue color, that reaches down to her hips.
The female also wears blue jeans and a pair of white and pink shoes with white shoelaces.
On her face is dark blue and black glasses that have square-shaped rims.
She glanced around a few times with her eyes, as her left hand was out in front of her.
Her left hand is holding the flame that she had created for a source of light.
It was floating in the middle of her palm, which is not made of metal.
She moved the flame in front of her body, seeing a long strip of a hallway that leads to nowhere at the other end, except for more darkness.
She shuddered quietly to herself for a brief moment before continuing her way, going down the dark hallway with the blue flame in the middle of her palm.
As she walked down the corridor, she noticed how the whole place is run down, as there were posters of a show decorated on the walls.
It was titled "Showdown Bandit," as there was an image of the bandit, except the face of the person was scratched out by someone.
She felt curious about why the face of the character is scratched out, as she touched the poster with her right metal hand in wonder.
Suddenly, there were creaking noises from down the hallway, causing her to look away from the poster.
"Hello?" she called, moving her hand away from the poster up to the side of her mouth. "Who's down there?"
No response to her question.
"Excuse me?" she called, a little louder than the previous call. "Is anyone down there?"
Still, no response to her call.
Sighing, she decided to find out what made that noise, while keeping an eye out for any attacks from any creatures or beings from what she had encountered from the last time.
As she walked deeper and deeper into the dark place, she still had an eye out for any beings lurking in the dark, while looking for something.
As she went deeper and deeper, she entered a large room, which was empty and only filled with nothing inside.
She glanced around for a moment, before glancing up at the top, looking at the lights.
They were not on, and they looked like they were all missing their light bulbs.
So, she decided to search for them while taking her time looking at this place.
Turning to the left, she wandered down another hallway, except shorter, and there was a door at the end.
Once she had opened the door, she noticed it was filled with posters, but some of them were about a single character, that is the Undertaker.
She glanced over at the desk and noticed the light bulb there on top of it.
The female picked it up in her hand and looked at it for a moment, before exiting out of the room, heading back to the chamber.
She glanced up at the lights, before back at the light bulb in her hand that she had gotten.
Extinguishing the flame in her left hand, she disappeared into the darkness, before there was the sound of the wooden ground creaking, squeaking into place, then the ground gently creaked again.
The sound of snapping fingers snapped again, and the flame appeared, as the female glanced up, seeing that the light bulb that was in her hand is back in its socket.
She glanced over at the left again, thinking to herself for a moment.
Then she looked to the right, wondering if there is a room there.
So, she walked over towards that side, heading towards the next hallway.
She found it and walked down it, noticing it was more different from the last one.
Soon, she reached the end of the hallway, noticing the door was scratched to nothing, as the name of the room was scratched out too.
A bad feeling twisted in her stomach when she noticed that, but shrugged it off her shoulders and opened the door, entering inside the room.
When she entered the room, it was all scratched all over the place, as there was scratched out words like "Liar," "Kidnapper," "Monster," and "We Want To Be Free" decorating all over the walls.
She looked surprised about this as she glanced around the room, wondering what could have done this?
But, she found the light bulb on the desk, which is the last piece of the spotlights.
Walking over to it, she picked up into her hand, before a voice creepily spoke from behind her back, "You are not supposed to be here…"
That voice startled her that she flinched as she whipped around to see who whispered that line into her ear.
But no one was behind her back.
She sighed and placed the light bulb in her pocket, placing a hand on the side of her temple, rubbing it gently.
"Maybe my allergies are kicking in…" she softly muttered to herself. "Although I'm not too sure if they are still there…"
She paused for a moment after she had mumbled to herself before removing her hand from her temple, deciding to complete the task that she needs to finish.
After getting the light bulb, she walked back out to the stage but keeping an eye out for any more strange things that are going on around the place.
Once again, she stood underneath one of the spotlights and extinguished the flame that was in her left hand, as there were the same sounds of the floorboards creaking, squeaking noises, then the creaking again.
The sound of snapping fingers snapped again, and the flame appeared in the middle of the girl's palm, as she was looking up at the spotlights, now having the light bulbs inside.
She looked around for the light switch, before finding it, that was right next to a stage.
Curious, she walked over to it, staring at it for a moment while hesitating, remembering that the same thing happened again when she was on one of her adventures about this show that went down too, except characters came to life from paper.
She had a feeling that this was going to happen again like last time, except more different from what she expected.
But, she took a deep breath and flipped the switch, preparing herself for anything happening.
Nothing happened after she had flipped the switch.
Confused, she decided to look at what happened, wondering if she had accidentally got dud light bulbs instead.
Sighing, she got onto the stage as it creaked underneath from her slight weight, as she went into the middle, looking at both of the spotlights.
Suddenly, the spotlights turned on, emitting beams of bright lights that blinded her eyes.
She yelped in startlement slightly as she extinguished her flame in her palm, lifting her arms up to cover her eyes from the bright light.
Then, children's laughter echoed through the place, as she slowly removed her arms, seeing there are hooded figures, covering each seat of the stage.
Each one is wearing red hooded robes with yellow laces in the front.
They each wear a white mask held on by a piece of elastic string.
The mask itself appears to have a frown, and what could be brown stains on some noticeable areas.
Her heart was beating fast against her ribcage as she gazed at the strange audience, wondering who they are and how they got into the studio.
But before she could ask the audience, something loomed over her head, causing her to stiffen a bit from the sudden shadow.
Bravely, she glanced up to the ceiling to see who is standing above her.
But as soon as she looked up at the ceiling to see someone, she immediately looked terrified, and her face went pale.
Above her was a tall figure, with glowing white eyes and a creepy smile on its face.
Its right hand was sticking out, as it looked like it was about to snatch her up from the stage as it hovered over her head.
Taking her chances, she was about to get off the stage as fast as she can, when she suddenly felt something connect to her right wrist.
Glancing over to her wrist, she noticed a long piece of string was connected to her arm.
Confused, she tried to get her arm to be released by it by yanking her arm from the string, but it was stuck to her.
Then, another string was connected to her left wrist, as she frantically tried releasing her arms by yanking.
Soon, her legs were connected to the strings, as she frantically tried releasing her limbs from them, worried about being the next victim of this "show" that she had created.
As she strained to release her arms, she felt something attached to the top of her head, causing her to be lifted up into the air, as she cried out.
A creepy child's song was played in the background, as the audience continued cheering and somehow calling out her name repeatedly, with something added along at the end of her name.
She felt terrified at this point and wanted to get out of this place.
But, a burning sensation went through her, causing her to cry out again in pain from it, before gritting her teeth, overcoming the suffering.
"Stephanie, the cowgirl," the audience continued repeating, as the voices sounded like children. "Stephanie, the cowgirl, Stephanie the-"
Suddenly, the calling stopped, along with a burning sensation, as Stephanie released her teeth, almost on the verge of passing out as she just limped there in the air, hanging by the strings connected to her.
Whispers were echoing around her from the audience, as she slowly glanced over to see who came from her left side.
Her vision was slightly blurry from seeing who is coming up, but she can make some details of the figure.
The figure was small, but wearing a hat with a long black cloak, with the face unknown and holding a scythe in their hand.
It was slightly dim, so she thinks that death had finally come for her.
The footsteps of the person were heading towards her before stopping inches away.
Then, the sound of something sharp scraped across the wooden floor of the ground, perking Stephanie's senses.
But instead of ending her misery of being on the stage, the person quickly lunged at Stephanie, and the giant figure's hand, and in one move, they slashed at the strings connected to her, as she dropped to the ground.
After she landed on the ground with a thunk, landing on her side while watching the battle.
Stephanie watched as the figure slashed at the hand with the scythe in their hands, dodging and attacking at the same time.
There was loud demonic shrieking from the being as scratches went all over the hand, as it moved back a few times before at him, looking like it was trying to smack them away.
Blood dribbled from the wounds while the figure attacked it, while the hand tried smacking them, trying to get to her.
After the last slash of the scythe, the giant figure disappeared into thin air, along with the audience that just watched the battle in the background.
The old poster of the scenes was scratched too from the battle, along with the ground.
While Stephanie was going into darkness, she watched as the scythe-wielding figure slowly turned around to her, as she noticed that he had no face, and covered in scratches.
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