[Accidental Visual; Location: Her Bedroom]
Beth couldn't find a place to hide.
What appeared to be a barren cabin contained only the odd chair or end table and a lantern. And the scary woman. The scary woman who had taken her from her family two days ago. Who talked to her of a new family, of a meeting with her new father.
She tried to press herself up into one of the corners, to stay as far away from the woman as possible, but she kept walking over to her. Kept putting her arms around her and speaking to her of this new life. Beth didn't want a new life. She wanted her mommy and daddy. She wanted her room and her bed and her doll, Kathy. She wanted to go home.
And then the woman bared her fangs.
But-but that wasn't supposed to be happening. Mick was supposed to come in. He was supposed to fight the scary woman, to leave her behind in the flames. This wasn't right. This wasn't right!
As the woman bent over, clamping her fangs down into the neck of the four-year-old Beth,
the current Beth sat up in her bed, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily. And then she saw what appeared to be the same woman walk past the open door of her room. Oh god. She shuddered, her eyes wide as she whispered, "Coraline."
What appeared to be a barren cabin contained only the odd chair or end table and a lantern. And the scary woman. The scary woman who had taken her from her family two days ago. Who talked to her of a new family, of a meeting with her new father.
She tried to press herself up into one of the corners, to stay as far away from the woman as possible, but she kept walking over to her. Kept putting her arms around her and speaking to her of this new life. Beth didn't want a new life. She wanted her mommy and daddy. She wanted her room and her bed and her doll, Kathy. She wanted to go home.
And then the woman bared her fangs.
But-but that wasn't supposed to be happening. Mick was supposed to come in. He was supposed to fight the scary woman, to leave her behind in the flames. This wasn't right. This wasn't right!
As the woman bent over, clamping her fangs down into the neck of the four-year-old Beth,
the current Beth sat up in her bed, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily. And then she saw what appeared to be the same woman walk past the open door of her room. Oh god. She shuddered, her eyes wide as she whispered, "Coraline."