forty-three buttons
Don't go in my room.
Just... don't. Please.
[Coraline's headspace is pretty much just nightmare fuel. If you look back after entering, you'll find the door has shrunk to the size so small that an adult would barely fit through. But if you looked forward, you'd see the tunnel that extends out to another door.
Images shift and merge all around the walls of the tunnel. Buttons, needles dangling from thread, a hand with nails so long you could call them claws. There's also a hand made of needles that follows you as you crawl through, scuttling and flexing all of the conjoined points.
Once you reach the other side and open the door, you step out into a girl's room. Besides a picture of a brown-haired, younger Coraline with her parents sitting on the table beside the bed, it's a pretty plain room. The only thing that anyone would make note of is the outfits.
There's five in all. A yellow raincoat, a pair of pajamas, a starred-sweater, jeans and a plain orange-striped shirt, and a firefighter's jacket with an odd skull mask. Things are written all over the outfits, the message is different for each one.
'I'm sorry I was so mean to you,' 'I'm such a bad friend' appear on the firefighter's. 'I was stupid,' 'I should have listened,' on the star sweater. The raincoat and orange outfits have similar things. 'I miss home,' 'I want to go back,' while the pajamas have 'Something bad is going to happen when I go back,' 'I'm in danger.']
Just... don't. Please.
[Coraline's headspace is pretty much just nightmare fuel. If you look back after entering, you'll find the door has shrunk to the size so small that an adult would barely fit through. But if you looked forward, you'd see the tunnel that extends out to another door.
Images shift and merge all around the walls of the tunnel. Buttons, needles dangling from thread, a hand with nails so long you could call them claws. There's also a hand made of needles that follows you as you crawl through, scuttling and flexing all of the conjoined points.
Once you reach the other side and open the door, you step out into a girl's room. Besides a picture of a brown-haired, younger Coraline with her parents sitting on the table beside the bed, it's a pretty plain room. The only thing that anyone would make note of is the outfits.
There's five in all. A yellow raincoat, a pair of pajamas, a starred-sweater, jeans and a plain orange-striped shirt, and a firefighter's jacket with an odd skull mask. Things are written all over the outfits, the message is different for each one.
'I'm sorry I was so mean to you,' 'I'm such a bad friend' appear on the firefighter's. 'I was stupid,' 'I should have listened,' on the star sweater. The raincoat and orange outfits have similar things. 'I miss home,' 'I want to go back,' while the pajamas have 'Something bad is going to happen when I go back,' 'I'm in danger.']