[It would be a lie to say she was feeling less afraid as Mary's smile starts to get more eerie.

But, she still felt that the girl couldn't be that bad. Plus, this was the real world not the toy box, so she should be safe? What if they were still the painting world?]

But your...? How did you...? Is this still...?

[Her painting? How did she get here in the first place? A lot of questions popped into her head and all at once, this was starting to make her head spin and unsure what to ask first.]