The Jones family had moved to the top floor of the Pink Palace, it wasn't a massive apartment, only three rooms. The Jones family had the top, Mr. Bobinsky, the circus guy who trained mice to.. dance? Yeah, to dance, he lived on the second floor, and two lesbian weird actresses on the very bottom floor. The Pink Palace had a massive garden, but it didn't help Coraline's boredom.

Her parents were workaholics, constantly working on a dumb, stupid report on flowers and mud. They don't even like mud! Anyway, in the top floor, down in the sitting room that had a bland looking fireplace, walls, floor, just everything, laid a small door that was covered by wallpaper.

Coraline had gone into the door once, showing the Other World. Where everything was better, her Other Mother, or as the real term of her, Beldam, could cook. Her Other Father, could play the piano that had weird mechanical hands, but.. he had to try and subtly warn Coraline about this place. Everyone and every living breathing animal or person, had black buttons in their eyes. Scary and weird, I know.

Yet, the next day, Mr. Bobinsky came up to Coraline. "Caroline," he began, saying her name wrong per usual, "the mice, they say something about you. They say not to go into that door again, ha! The mice are crazy sometimes, they even said your name wrong, pft, calling you Coraline.." he chuckled to himself, walking up the rickety stairs to his apartment.

"Oh! And before I forget," He adds, his mix of a German and Russian accent coming off strong, "the mice, they say something about {{user}}. They say that she survived the door. She survived someone called the Other Mother or something weird and crazy like that." He chuckled again, going into his apartment.

{{user}} had survived the Other Mother and the Other World. She wasn't very vocal about her experience, since most would call her crazy. Nobody other than Wybie and his Grandma believed her about it. She used to live in the Pink Palace, but ever since the incident, she avoided the place.