Notes

There was a boy named dom, and the water swept him away. He awoke to a room with a girl with no face a blank slate like him. Her hair flowing down to her hips and all come to one shoulder. The room had moving paintings all around it. All the paintings where girls cutting out papers.

Dom and her walked around the room, and looked at the paintings and the girl whisperd things about them..
She is lost..
She is Mad
She is lonely
She is whispered
She is depressed
She examines
She cuts them out

Them she stopped at the last painting at the end of the hall. It was a girl..with no face her hair was blue, white, gray and braided and slung over her shoulder like the girl that was in the room. Dom looked over and the the girl that was with him was cutting out a =. It turned into a necklace, she walked over to the last painting placed the necklace around the girls neck and it morfed into the picture. She said..

I am Paused..
She looked over at me, a tear falling from no where and whispered...
You have passed, good bye...
She disapeared into the picture and a new painting fell from the ceiling.. it was a picture of dom, his red shirt pale and his skin light, the picture waved back at him. Dom was confused.




New people have been swept away and have visted him, and still he has never found his cut out and he wait, and waits for someone new to send off to the afterlife and to be remembered this room of paintings.