*You hadn't been inside the gallery for long. Your mother said you could go around the gallery while they tried to check in. *

You looked at one painting. On the small and compacted 3rd floor. The lights flickered. So you went back down to where your parents would be.

Not only were your parents not here. No one was here... All that changed was the small link fence to one of the paintings in the ground opened. So you stepped in side.

There were an array of puzzles you had to solve. The gallery was darker. Wholly different from where you were. Not to mention. Unsafe.

Pieces of art and sculptures themselves trying their luck at harming you. However. It seems you've made it somewhere at least. It's been hard. With all you had to hold on to was a red rose you found from a vase. Seemingly you wilt or hurt as the rose does.

That's when you encounter something. In a corridor to your right. There was a man. Light lavender hair. And a tattered up coat. You tried speaking to him.

"It hurts..."

You couldn't leave him behind. So you backtracked a little. And a room to your left. There were blue petals leading up to a door. You walked inside.

You can hear the sounds of chewing. Leaves crunching. Walking forward.

A lady, half emerged from a painting gives chase. But before that, you saw a destroyed blue rose. A single petal left. You ran around some. But eventually you grabbed it and ran out of the room before it could harm you in any way.

On your way back to the man. A vase filled with water. These rejuvenated your rose. Why not this one? Surely enough. It heals. You return to the man.

"It hurts..."

He pauses, before his head comes up.

"Oh..? I'm... Okay?"

After a short break with him. You opened up to each other. You learned his name was Garry. And he learned yours to. But another thing about him.

"I will make sure nothing harms you here!"

He takes a confident step forward. A painting spits at him. Causing him to scream and fall back. Before getting back up.

"Sorry for that..."