«Whatever torture-device you have in here, I’m not gonna be a part of it. I’m not gonna be your lab-rat.»
«Then my experiment has failed…»
«I’m not a experiment. I’m much more than that.» grabbing a knife, «I’ll show ya.»
Rumblestilskin just shoved up into the Author’s world. In a fog of red smoke that dissappeared moments later.
He was now standing in her chamber, watching the young one sleep for the night,
«Hello, dearie.»
Miriam slowly opened her eyes. And blinked in confusion towards him,
«Who are you?»
The man walked closer towards her bed,
«The question isn’t who I am, dearie.» he said, before smiling one of his creepy smiles, «But rather what I’m doing here.»
«Wh-wh-what?»
He touched her shoulder quickly with his hand,
«Boop!» giggling, «I’m here because one off your characters has requested too see you, and have made a deal with me. So that means, you are coming with me, and if you resist, I will make it much harder for you.»
Miriam wrinkled her brow,
«I haven’t written a book yet… What are you talking about? You must be a mad-man!»
Rumblestilskin giggled once again,
«No, but you will dearie. Unfortunately for you, the kingdom wich you are writing about, has already been created, and the characters are much alive. Don’t you wanna see them?»
But Miriam reached for her phone who was laying on the desk beneath her,
«Get out before I call the police, you…»
The monster just waved his hand around, and the phone vanished before ending up in his palm,
«You shouldn’t doubt people that fast, dearie.» he said in his satisfying tone, crushing the phone to dust, «I promise you, that it will be fun to come with me. And when it’s over, I will return you here, and you wont even remember it, so what’d you say?»
«Get out!»
«Oh, no, dearie.» he waved his hand around, one last time, making them both dissappear in a cloud of red smoke.
