For a while Barbie really thought it was all done with ‘smoke and mirrors’ she thought it was just some fun even if it was obscene. This sort of imagery was certainly not her thing. Still at least she would have pissed off Ms Perfect…However as time went on Barbie was becoming more afraid. She was starting to believe this was real…even if it made no sense.<br/><br/>The stench if sex stuck in her throat and assaulted her nostrils and made her gag, she put her hand to her mouth a mouth that recently had another coat of lipstick upon it, Barbie even smudged it a little in her panic. Her eyes darted about and the girl tried to find the exit as the mirrors continued to restrict her. The images that met her eyes were becoming yet more disturbing, and this was no joke, this was no longer amusing.<br/><br/>Barbie cried out for help, luckily her eye make up was waterproof for it would have run as tears began to fall down her cheeks.” Please this is not funny any more…let me go back to my friends…Please stop…” The laughter and the voice terrified her, as did the all encompassing images and the lake of space.<br/><br/>The girl could barely breathe now, as she shut her eyes, almost without knowing. Barbie made her final mistake and took two steps backwards.<br/>