02-04-2012, 03:09 PM
Lenelle woke in a fetal position, breathing heavily and letting out loud sounds like she always did when she woke up. She slowly poked her head from the covers, waiting to see something standing there over her like she did every morning. But instead of nothing, she saw a doll, staring straight at her. Her eyes darted around the room. It looked similar to her gramma's room. Very delicate and well-put together. There was a mannequin in the center of the room that scared her back under the sheets. It was too life-like, and gave her the feeling that someone else was in the room.
Lenelle slowly stepped out of the bed. She immediatly became alert when she heard a raspy voice begin talking. She instantly turned her head toward the mannequin. It wasn't moving. She looked at the doll, who's jaw was going up and down as it gave her instructions. She walked to it, and it's eyes followed her. She felt it's hand as it spoke. It was so small, so pretty. She watched as it ended it's last sentence and she patted it's head. She walked to the drawer that it'd told her about. She pulled out her letter.
Dear Ms. Lenelle Nolastname,
The greenhouse has a bit of a bug problem... actually, a big bug problem. I know you have a problem with such things, but you should know that there is a gift for you, somewhere within the greenhouse. Once you retrieve the gift, the bugs will no longer be an issue. However, if you do not retrieve the gift by tomorrow night, the bugs will be released from the greenhouse and will be all over the complex. Enjoy the flora.
From,
The Host
Lenelle sighed as she read, sure that the said "bugs" were zombies. How could they not be? Everywhere she went, she saw zombies. Her doctor said they were just her hallucinations, but she couldn't believe that. She could never believe that when she'd screamed in terror oh so many times for help. When she'd shot them and punched them. They were real. She felt a wonderful twitch surge through her body, a feeling that made her scared and excited all at once. She went toward the door, ready to go complete her task, but it was locked. She pounded on it, screamed, and bashed her head into it. It wouldn't budge. She began to cry slightly, whimper as teras slowly fell from her eyes. She was trapped. Her mind began to swirl and she could see her friend, Cortessca, sitting on the floor beside her. "Them clothes is real nice. I wonder if they can fit you. You'd look like a dang on Barbie doll in them threads." she was saying. She slowly faded away.
Lenelle wiped her eyes and looked over at the clothes. They would looked pretty on her. She got up and walked toward them. They were pink, with white bows and frills all over. She felt the fabric. It was silky soft against her fingers. Lenelle quickly looked around to make sure no one could see her. No one could. She quickly stripped and put the clothes on. They were a little tight in the torso area, but other than that, they were perfect. She looked in the mirror. Cortessca had been right. She did look like a Barbie doll. She continued to look at her bottom in the dress, loving the extra push it gave her. And the shoes, the baby pink stilleto heels that'd come with the dress, were gorgeous on her.
Finally, Lenelle calmed down fully and walked back over to the door, ready to try again. She usually did get trapped in places because of her poor attention to detail. She usually did turn the doorknob the wrong way, or forgot to unlock it. She turned the knob, knowing it'd open. It did. She held the letter in her hand still, wondering where the greenhouse was and what type of bugs were there.
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