#olive ryder

[discofritzchen]

i finally came up with a design of my ryder

[tssoni]

made a ryder, didn’t i

[the-gory-gardner]

Limbo

Starring New Slasher OC Samuel Baker Jr. A.K.A The Maniac And OC Olive Ryder 

Everything ached as little Olive began to wake up. She could feel a dull pain in her legs, arms, back and stomach. For a flickering moment she felt as if she should be in more pain but she couldn’t remember why. The six year old struggled to open her eyes but when she did she was even more confused. She was lying on the floor of a long dark dirty hallway. 

Immediately she knew  she didn’t recognize her surroundings. “H-Hello”. Olive called out nervously. “M-Mommy”. She called out this time despite a pang in her chest when she did. Something was wrong with her mommy she knew  that but the more she tried to remember the more her head would hurt.

Olive jumped when she suddenly heard a noise somewhere down the hall. “Hello I-I think I’m lost”. She said as loudly as she could muster.  After getting no response and wrapping her arms around her chest she carefully stood before hesitantly taking a step forward. She knew her mommy always told her to stay put if she was lost but she didn’t think anyone would find her here. 

Her steps were small and careful trying her best to avoid the broken glass and reddish brown stains on the tile floor. The dark stains made her nervous for some odd reason she couldn’t understand, as did the dark grayish peeling walls. When Olive came to the first door nearest to her she peeked in almost hoping that someone was there that had somehow not heard her before. Sadly as she figured no one in the room, but there were things she found familiar inside. 

Recognizing the style of the bed and tools-though rusted-  inside she quickly guessed that she was in a hospital or doctor’s office. But how could that be the last place she had been-had been...Again she couldn’t remember what she’d been doing before waking up in the Hall and it was beginning to frustrate her to the point of tears. The tears was just beginning to prick her eyelids when she once again heard something this time much closer.

“Hello. Whose there I-I know your there”. She said sniffling slightly before wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt. In the corner of her eye she finally spotted the noise-maker at least she thought it must be. “H-Hi um I’m Olive what’s your name”? She asked hoping the person could help her. Olive couldn’t make out said person who was hidden beneath the hospital bed only seeing a vague outline of them.

The person didn’t say anything but he did make a sound that remind her of her neighbors dog when it was annoyed or scared. “I’m sorry if I’m bothering you, I didn’t mean to make you sad I’m just lost could you help me find my mommy, please”? She asked politely like her mommy always told her to. Olive saw the person shifting around under the bed as if thinking about it. Olive was curious of why she couldn’t see him clearly thinking the bed was too small to be so dark.

Suddenly the thought left her as the figure finally began to crawl out from under the bed. She gaped slightly as the man came out and stood his head nearly hitting the ceiling. “Wow your very tall even taller than Mr. John down the street and I didn’t think anyone was taller than him” She remarked in wonder causing the man to cock his head to the side. The simple action caused the man’s long spiky and unruly hair to fall partially into his face. 

Besides his height and hair Olive also took in other details of his appearance from his inhumanly dark gray skin, his completely pitch black eyes and how his lips were so thin she’d almost thought he didn’t have any. She barely processed his all black clothing or his sharp looking fingers that looked to be as long as her forearm before she began shooting off more questions.

The odd man seemed almost startled by the little girl’s questions about his- everything, mostly he was startled by how nice she sounded like she wasn’t attempting to upset him. But still he couldn’t answer so many, he wasn’t even sure how, so instead he raised one of his long fingers placing it in front of his face in a gesture to be quiet. Politely the girl did so with a small embarrassed blush on her face. “Sorry Mister I talk a lot when I’m curious, that’s what my mommy says”. She stated bashfully. 

“Um how about an easy question I’m Olive but my mommy calls me Ollie sometimes what’s your name”? She asked almost forgetting how  frighten and confused she was before. The man tilted his head to the side again his brows furrowing in deep thought. Before Olive could think to ask what was wrong he pointed his sharp finger to the nearby wall. She watched as he began to scratch a word into the rotten wall she waited until he was finished before attempting to read it. 

She only had to sound out part of the word before recognizing it. “Samuel? Is that your name, there’s a Samuel in my class but everyone calls him Sammy can I call you Sammy”? She asked. The man or Samuel didn’t move for a moment looking down to the small girl before giving a short and quick nod.Olive let out a happy squeal with a small hop before suddenly sticking out her hand. “It’s nice to meet you Sammy”. She greeted politely. For a moment ‘Sammy’ did nothing only staring at her hand like it was the craziest thing anyone had ever done in his presences. 

Just as Olive was beginning to get curious of why he wasn’t shaking her hand back like she saw grown up do she found herself on the floor. She let out a pained gasp as her hands quickly shot to her chest as a strong pain she’d never felt before went though her chest. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt two long, cold hands grab her shoulders. She looked up seeing the odd face of Sammy who for a moment she felt as though she’d forgotten he was there.  

As another painful jerk coursed though her body she found herself jumping into Sammy’s arms as she had done so many times before with her mother. Samuel was startled by the unfamiliar action nearly throwing her away from him before she began to babble almost hysterically “So-Something wrong, it hurts an-and I don’t know why, I don’t know where I am-where’s my mommy-mommy was hurt-daddy was mad-really mad he’s never been that mad before”. She choked out remembering and not all at the same time the events from before she’d woken up in this strange limbo.

Confused and uncertain all Sammy could do was hold the small girl as her body jerk and convulsed. It became harder and harder especially as the jerks seemed to spread to him as well. In all his years in being trapped in this-Hell he’d never felt anything close to this- except maybe the day of his death. The next thing the strange man knew Olive’s tiny body began to become translucent before fading  like he’d seen so many souls do before her. Unlike the past souls this passing sent him into a panic- She was scared, she needed him, She was nice, she’d asked him for help, She wasn’t scared or disgusted by him, she was-

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“- She’s back”. Announced a nurse as she pulled a set of defibrillator pads away from the small girl.  As much as everyone wanted to let out the breathe they were hold they knew they weren’t in the clear just yet. Doctors and nurses scurried around stitching wounds, setting bones and keeping a close eye on the heart monitor for any signs of another flat line. Outside the room awaited a detective for any word of the girl’s condition. He’d just been informed of the mother’s condition: Dead at the scene, the ‘ father’ responsible for it all was stable and handcuffed to his bed to make sure he didn’t attempt to flee when he awoke.

With everyone preoccupied on caring for the small, injured and newly revived six year old no one noticed the impossibly dark shadow  that had formed underneath her bed.

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[discofritzchen]

drawing with photoshop is so hard for me