----- "FOLLOW ME" ! --- A Bizarre T.V. & HIDDEN UNDERGROUND BASEMENT-WORLD ?! ----- Ellie's Quest in The Secret Underground 'BASEMENT Zone of Vagrants' ! --- ICY PINK CAR!

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******* FOLLOW ME ! ********
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A Bizarre T.V. and HIDDEN UNDERGROUND BASEMENT-WORLD ?! ----- Ellie's Quest in 'The Secret Underground Basement Zone' ! --- PINK ICY CAR AND HIGHWAY !
_______________________________________________----- Secret Underground ''BASEMENT HIDEOUT OF VAGRANTS'' ! --- (Easter Special !)

''Ellie's Journey into the Secret Subterranean Basement World of the 'Children's Hideout'.''  From 2018-2019.

 

 

 

An adorable and very lovely thirteen year old African-American girl, named Ellie, lies asleep in her soft, pink bed, interlaced with frilly pink bows in the pillows, happily dreaming of peaceful fantasies.  Her lustrous and straight blonde hair is very shiny, with gorgeous pink ribbons hanging on each side of her head.

 

 

 


A very beautiful white cat with fluffy fur lies sleeping near her, its exquisite paws resting gently on her pink pillow. 

 

 


It is Christmas Eve and the firelight glows merrily along her walls, crackling quietly from the mahogany fireplace in the corner of her room. 

 

 

Woven, furry stockings hang quaintly from the mantlepiece.  A magnificent Christmas tree lies lit up in a dark corner near her wardrobe, with multicolored lights twinkling forth in magical radiance.  Glimmering hues of shiny wrapping paper from many presents sparkle incandescently beneath the boughs of the tree. 

 

 

 


The room is a lovely wonderland of dolls, dollhouses, miniature toys, books and plush, pink drapery.

 

A beautiful innocence rests upon her brow, as she lays snuggled with a fluffy, blue plush rabbit in her grasp.  A red bowtie rests gently around the rabbit's neck.  The young girl lies peacefully in her soft, pink bed in a deep slumber that is filled with gorgeous and enchanting sweet dreams.

 

 

 

 


A dull noise from within the darkness of the room awakens her from her slumber and she sits up slowly, gazing around quietly, rubbing her eyes, still in a drowsy, lethargic state of awakening.  All is silent and still for a short while, yet she eventually hears a faint, audible noise from within the depths of her closet. 

 

 

Squinting in the quivering firelight, gazing at the closet door, she hears noises like clothes being shuffled and a distant, dull hum of unknown whispering voices, that resemble neither children nor adults.

 

 

 

 


Rubbing her eyes once more, she calls out in a high-pitched, cute and innocent voice, "Mommy?  Is that you?"

  The fluffy cat near her mews softly as it turns over in its sleep, squinting its precious eyes gently before dozing off into a dreamy slumber.  Its paws lie softly against the sparkling pink pillows.  The girl pets it lovingly, gently touching the lustrous, white fur.  It purs softly.

 

 

Ellie gently climbs out of bed and grabs a shiny blue candle that rests in an alcove in the wall near her bed.  Lighting the candle in a blue glow, she tiptoes quietly to the closet door and places an ear to the wood. 

 

 

An audible sound, resembling hushed breathing and distant whispers, echoes from behind and she places her hand on the doorknob, ready to pull it open.


"Hello?  Mommy?  Daddy is that you?"  she says faintly, pulling the door open slowly, gazing forward into the darkness.

 

 

 


A dull red light emanates from somewhere behind the hanging dresses in the closet, as a mysterious, sparkling essence floats through the air in the dark.  The sparkling essences seem to fall softly upon Ellie's eyebrows, renewing her soul with loving beauty and healing light.

 

 

  She smiles softly and holds out her hand, as sparkling gossamer glows around her pink nightgown, the glowing colors shining in peaceful luminescence.  Light, exquisite laughter, resembling that of a child, yet indistinct and different, is audible from somewhere beyond in the far depths of her closet.

 


Stepping forth into the closet's dark entryway, she views her dresses and toys covered in a glittering radiance.  A smoky, blue shadow quivers along the glittering floor of the closet. -- Ellie examines it, fascinated by its strange appearance.

 

  A dull pink and green smoke fills the regions deeper within the closet.

Faint rainbow coloured shadows flitted across her vision.  Dark radiance flashed and glinted from the shadow's clothing.  Afterwards, they seemed to vanish and become invisible once more. 

 

 

 


Suddenly, a dwarf-like being, resembling a young child, quietly emerges from behind the dresses, from where the red light and smoke is emanating. 

 

 

It had skin that seemed to glow in the dark with a mystical radiance, resembling blacklight, and a glittering, neon-pink beard that fell to its waist.  Long and pointy ears stuck out from each side of its head.

 

A rainbow hue of colors seemed to flash forth from a tiara resting around its forehead.

 

 

 

The stranger appeared to be a male.  He appeared to be African-American in ethnicity.

His hair was glittery and very straight with a shiny neon-green tint to it, with long bangs that came to a sharp point on his forehead. 

 

 

The strange child had a bewildering tiara with two pink furry ears sewn into its top, resembling rabbit ears yet much longer and wider, with over sized, pointy edges. 

 

 

The child's attire consists of a "glow-in-the-dark suit" that appeared to change colours constantly with ruby glitter shimmering on the exterior.  Strangely enough, it appeared to be wearing two furry boots that had cute button eyes like a rabbits with a pink nose on the curved ends.  A long, glittering cloak trails behind it which glistens like a starlit night sky. 

 

 

 

Ellie gasps and her blue candle silently extinguishes in a puff of glittering pink smoke that wafts onto a pile of plush stuffed animals.


"Why... who are you?"  Ellie stutters in a reserved manner, retreating to the closet's entryway.

 

 

 

The whimsical, little child-like being before her chuckles with otherworldly mirth and joviality.

"My name is ZoAster."


His voice sounds bizarre, mysterious and otherworldly, with a deep undertone that is foreign in nature.  It resembled neither male nor female in tone yet contained a duality of both.  A strange lisp followed each utterance from the creature. 

 

 

 

 "I am a traveler from the underground children's hideout.  Specifically, from the underground hideout of the gang's of the Christmas Neighborhoods of the Vaxandorf Highways." 

 

 

 

 Again, it chuckles softly, as it adjusts the strange flashing device resting on its head, the tiara shining forth various shades of colors.  A shimmering red ring with a pink diamond rests on one of its fingers as a green parchment scroll lies rolled up in the other hand.  His furry, glistening beard waggles to and fro.  He quietly frolics in the dark before her, nimbly hopping from one foot to the other. 

 

 

 

A small, sparkling furry creature is now seen darting above the dwarf-child's brow, dimly alighting the enclosed space.

 


"Oh my,"  Ellie gasps slightly, as she stares forth at the unknown child before her, continuing, "How did you get here?"

 

ZoAster frolics within the darkness, his attire flashing different colors upon the glittering clothes hanging from the shelves.  A powerful, magical essence lies thick in the air near the dwarf-like child. 

 

 

 

"Through a loophole in the dimensional paradigms. A dimensional portal or passageway. -- We're from another dimensional space altogether. The only way to reach it is by wearing one of the precious and rare Telekinetic or Telepathic Tiaras."

Here it brought forth a glistening red tiara with two long, pointy ears constructed into the top of it on each side. 

 

 

 


Ellie stares at him innocently, her eyes wide in excitement and curiosity.

"You mean I may visit this underground children's world with you?" she asks in surprise.

 

ZoAster nodded and held out a gloved hand towards hers, motioning her to follow him behind the clothes and further into the darkness of the closet.  She started to reach out towards him but then retreated back again, pulling her hand away abruptly.

 

 

 

The dwarf-child's eyes flashed in an otherworldly radiance as a smoky glitter seemed to fall before its glowing face in the dark.

 

"Why did you decide to visit me?  I've never seen you before.  Are you an elf?"  Ellie questioned him, her pink ribbons lying to each side of her sparkling blonde hair, as she quietly studied the bizarre stranger before her.

 

 

 


ZoAster chuckled softly, responding, "Because of your faith.  We visit children who still believe in us.  Who still have faith and innocence in their loving hearts of fragile beauty.  The Elder Ruler of the underground hideouts wishes for us to find children who still believe and bring them into our underground 'Christmas Cavern Hideout' of eternal happiness and magic.  We are his messengers and travelers."

 

 

 

 

"I am a dwarf-child, very ancient in age and very wise in authority,"  he continued, as his flaring furry-pixie nimbly flew between all the toys and clothes hanging in the closet, purple glitter trailing its movements. 

 

 

 

"I've retained a child's countenance and shape because I've remained in the underground for many hundreds of years.  Once you cross the threshold of the vortex tunnel of the pipes and enter the passageway leading to the Christmas Hideouts, you never age another day. " 

 

Here he adjusted his shimmering tiara on his head, furrowing his brow, as a shower of sparkling glitter fell before his eyes, illuminating his bushy pink eyebrows with glow-in-the-dark glitter.  Ellie giggled in jovial mirth as the dwarfin being continued. 

 

"You forever remain a child, playful and carefree.  Would you like to accompany me to the underground?  Be my companion and traveling friend?"

 

 

 


"How will I return?  I cannot stay forever, my parents will be worried.  I must be back by morning,"  Ellie questioned him, gazing at his bewildering, mysterious face.

 

  His bushy eyesbrows were sparkling in pixie glitter and he shook himself slightly in the smoky glow of the darkness.  His hair slowly began to change colours within the darkness; it now was a glow-in-the-dark green with little highlights of pink and red!

 

 


Ellie gasped while he adjusted the tiara on his head once more.  His neon suit altered colors, as well.  She noticed he had on a pair of rainbow stockings that went up to his knees.

 

 

'How very curious indeed!'  Ellie thought to herself, silently gazing upon the bizarre stranger before her in a mysterious fascination.

 

 

 


"You may return with this!" He holds up a sparkling, mighty red Ring of Returning.  An opaque crystal rests in the middle as the whole lavish ensemble shimmers forth in a mighty, powerful presence.

 

 

 

 "A Ring of Returning!  Anytime you wish to return to your world you simply wish upon the power of the ring three times and you shall find yourself back in the Dark Vortex Pipe-way Tunnels.  From there you must find the passageway or stairway leading to your room.  You'll know when you find it.  The doors are lit up in a marvelous illusion of glowing, neon light."

 

 

 

 

He continued in a resounding voice, "To answer your other question, I think you shall find that time doesn't exist in the same way it does on your earthly plane.  No matter when you enter our realm, the time will remain unchanged in your world, while it passes only in ours.  So, in theory, you shall be returned to your world during the exact second you originally left it.  No time will have passed at all.  Quite intriguing, is it not?"

 


"How very curious.  It's another world within my closet.  A secret, underground world,"  Ellie says to herself quietly, gazing back at the sparkling Christmas tree within her room, considering all that had been told to her, before returning her gaze to the unknown being before her.

 

 

 


"May I bring a light with me so that I may see?  It's very dark back there further on and I can hardly make out anything,"  Ellie asks ZoAster, clinging onto the door-frame of the closet.

 


"Our souls are not attuned to light in the same manner as your earthly bodies.  If bright flashes of light shine on us for too long, our bodies will vanish, leaving only our clothing behind.  Typically red or green smoke will be prevalent on the site where a body has disappeared.  I've seen it before many times in the underground."

 

 

 

Ellie's eyes grow wide in astonishment and she says quietly, "I'm very sorry. That sounds awful."

 


"Its not quite as terrible as it sounds.  Our souls materialize in another dimensional space in the children's underground.  Our hideouts are endless," he whispers in a strange voice. 

"You should see my secret underground 'Christmas Village Garage' and my 'Video game Arcade Garage'," he continues.  "They're hidden beneath my underground house.  I live on Baufser Rd in the 'Garage-Hideout' that is near the Christmas Pipe-Warp Zones."

 

"It's quite a sight to behold!  Never have you seen such curiosities!

If you wish to bring a light, perhaps a dim, Christmas light would suffice,"  he finishes, pointing to the Christmas tree in the corner of her room.

 

 

 

Here he turned his furry, glimmering head towards the Christmas tree lit up in mystical splendour from Ellie's dark corner of her room and continued. 

 

 

 

"Perhaps like one of those from your lovely tree there in the corner.  Yet, the tiara's ears light up in a dull radiance.  It should supply more than enough to be able to discern our surroundings."

 

 

 

Here the dwarf-child points to the red tiara in its hands.  The pink stone in the middle seems to change colors as she stares forth into its depths.

 

 

 

"Would you like to partake of the journey?"  He asks her softly, his flashing eyes twinkling in innocent mystery and power.

 

 

 


"Alright ZoAster.  I'll follow you since I'm excited and quite interested now.  I wish to return though as I'm sure I will need to see my mother and father again. Wait!  I need to put on my slippers.  I can't go barefoot,"  she says, turning to run towards where her cozy house slippers sat near a frock beneath her bed.

 

 

 


"No need for that, my child.  Look there!"  Here he points a gloved finger towards her feet that lay hid beneath her nightgown. 

"The neon slippers of power are already adorning your feet.  How pretty they sparkle.  It's crafted with real pixie-glitter from the 'Christmas water-works'.  Once you have worn them you can never take them off while in our realm.  They are very rare and highly sought after.  An item of great reknown," he cries in a cute voice.

 

 

 


Ellie gasps in surprise, startled by the sparkling form of the slippers on her feet, shining forth dimly in the dark.  They are sparkling purple heels that come to a sharp point at the ends. 

 

"Curious! How mysteriously beautiful they are!"  she says, admiring them from each side. 

 

 


 "Such a marvel indeed,"  she whispers.

 

 

 

"Quite marvelous indeed, my child,"  ZoAster responds, before reaching into a pocket of his cloak and bringing forth a red 'Ring of Returning' and a dwarf-child's 'Tiara of Recognition'. 

 

 

 

"Place the tiara upon your brow and the ring on your middle finger of your right hand.  Once you have done that then you will be ready to follow me,"  he instructs her while he seems to perform a series of glittering handclaps within the darkness that cause faint flashes of light and smoke to arise around their bodies.

 

 


Ellie places the ring on her finger, the power flowing through her body in a numbing sensation at first, before it slowly ebbs away.  After placing the tiara on her head, the furry rabbit ears light up very faintly in a glowing red and pink hue from the top. 

 

 

 

"If you wish to make them slightly brighter, you must click your heels twice and recite, 'Brighter, brighter tiara of light.  Shine brighter, brighter through the night'.  Then, you shall notice a difference in the hue of light," he whispers strangely within the smoky darkness. 


"Now, my dear one.  If you will follow my lead, we shall follow a passageway to the children's underground hideout.  From there the 'Christmas Garages' and the 'Christmas Pipe-Warp Zone' will be our next destination.  Such enticing sights and wonders I have to show you," he whispers gleefully while he claps his shimmering hands. 

 

 

"Such sights you will see.  Come!"  he finishes, hopping up and down in a strange excitement.

 

 

 


Everything suddenly grows very dark from behind Ellie, her former closet and room vanishing into obscurity, as ZoAster leads her through a succession of rows of various kinds of clothes and dresses.  As they continue, pushing the folds of clothes aside, the fashion and type of clothing starts to alter and change.

 

 

 

 
What started as Ellie's dresses and other clothing has now morphed into a bewildering disarray of the most odd and macabre sets of outfits she'd ever seen. --- The clothing was lit-up in a glow-in-the-dark light!

 

 

It resembled children's outfits and attire yet indistinct and unfamiliar in form and construction.  It was as if the clothes were very avant-garde in appearance and they were unlike anything she had witnessed before.  They were a surreal, otherworldly sight that was fascinating to behold. They continued further within the smoky darkness.

 

 

 


Various hues of enchanting smoke began wafting through the air the further they progressed.  Snowy syrup of lustrous enchantment fell to each side of them and shimmering pink snow rested around them in big piles.

 

 

They finally step forth from the clothes and into the entrance of a dark, underground passageway that dripped in a strange and shiny luminescence.  At least it appeared to be a passage from what Ellie could see, which wasn't very much at all.

 

 

A glowing dim light seemed to permeate the darkness within the entire area.

 

 

Crooked, neon-lit bookshelves and bizarre wooden televisions covered the walls in the darkness, lit from behind by what appeared as black-light.  They were illuminated in a glow-in-the-dark fashion.  They were decorated with Christmas decorations. 

Books were piled in shimmering mounds that sat near little Christmas trees and shiny cars, which were sitting along the walls.

 

 

 

 

 Pipes of various colours were releasing neon smoke from snow-filled ledges above in the dark. 

 

 

Paintings hung on the walls within the darkness from some unknown space above; the strange creatures in the portraits seemed to flash and twitch their mysterious whiskers within the dark which startled Ellie.

 

 

 

"How very curious and strange indeed!  I do believe those creatures in the portraits are alive!" she stated, as they continued by the snowy hall of Nightmare Portraits. 

 

 

 

ZoAster bent down close to one portrait that was hanging next to a shimmering Christmas Tree, which stood near an old tv with two crooked antennas.  The tv was lying in a mound of shiny green snow. 

 

 

"Quite alive indeed!

They're the ancient GrandElders of our Secret Basement Hideout of lost children, dear one!  Revered creatures of the legendary ages."

 

 

 

  They appeared to be walking on a glowing, neon bridge of some kind, which led over a chasm of  glowing snow and glittering darkness.  Glimmering pools of rich nutrients splashed and foamed from far below them.

Glistening waterfalls were glowing faintly to each side. 

 

 


 Bizarre and crooked doorways were built into the rocky walls.  They were next to the pipes that rested on the ledges of the chasm.  Glowing mushrooms, dripping in shiny syrup, shimmered next to bewildering vents in the dark walls. 

 

 They stepped out of the glowing passage and into a larger underground space that resembled an industrial pipe-works zone that was built into the vicinity of an underground cavern.

 

 

 


Very strange and shiny pink cars were slowly driving across an underground highway of some kind that criss-crossed far above their heads from within the darkness. 

 

The cars vanished into a crooked, neon-tunnel that disappeared into the mysterious depths of the darkness; they led further underground into secret industrial zones, christmas parking-garages, bizarre garages and many other unknown secret spaces.

 

 

 The headlights of the shiny cars were shimmering with neon light.  Many crooked portraits hung on the walls next to Christmas trees that stood in endless alcoves and ledges from above the highway.

 


Ellie glanced above her and gasped in startling surprise.  The mysterious roar from the cars from the highway above her trembled within the ethereal snowy air of the place.  Christmas trees and hanging Christmas lights decorated each side of the neon road of the highway.  It was a mystifying spectacle to behold! 

 

 

 


The passageway gradually widened like a funnel and opened up into an unending, dark underground area.  Crooked doorways, glowing in a neon light, lay high above in countless snowy alcoves and ledges within the darkness. 

 

 

 


Ellie gazed upwards and it seemed to continue forever upwards, as the pipes, doorways and passages were never ending.  Farther into the distance was only pitch darkness that glittered in an enticing enchantment.  Various pipes of differing shades of color ran across the top of the passage and along the walls in different places. 

 

 


From somewhere high above where they stood, a futuristic expressway-train roared along a snowy pair of train-tracks, disappearing into a sparkling tunnel that led deep underground. 

 

 


 The snow-filled ledges around the Christmas train-tracks were decorated with the most tantalizing and gorgeous Christmas decorations that were ever beheld. 

 

There were endless sizes of various Christmas trees that stood next to shimmering mounds of sparkly presents, big dollhouses, entire miniature villages and other unexplainable secrets.  Cute and cozy log cabins peeped forth out of icy snow mounds that ran on each side of the train-tracks. 

 

 

 

 Other neon passages and tunnels ran to and fro from out of the rocky walls for endless miles from above this area.

Crooked portraits hung on the walls throughout the underground space and little television sets sat outside each little doorway, where checkered driveways led to crooked garage-doors that were covered in pink glitter. 

 

Endless sights of little Christmas trees covered the many alcoves and decorated ledges of this enchanted area.  There was so many curious and mysterious sights to see.  They never seemed to end.

 

 

 

Ellie gazed up as far as her eyes could see, before ZoAster motioned for them to continue onwards. 

There were little piles of sparkling Christmas presents that sat underneath very large Christmas trees in the next dark area.  Big mounds of neon-snow encircled them. 

Dripping pipes along with puffing vents covered the sparkly walls of the darkness.  They exited this room and came upon the entrance to a neverending underground industrial zone.

 

  Endless sizes of strange doorways were built into the crooked walls of many alcoves and ledges of the bizarre underground passageway, located at various intervals.  They continued in every direction for as far as the eye could see. 

 

Ellie and ZoAster were standing on a flashing neon walkway that led over this endless chasm of doorways and garages, while crooked stairways and ladders led in every direction.

 

 

 

 

"These passages, pipes and doorways all lead to some child's bedroom.  Billions upon billions of doors and pipes.  All of them lie within this dark vortex of the PipeWarp region of the underground.  Isn't it amazing?"  ZoAster recited in a catlike whisper from out of the dark.  His bizarre garb and body took on a glow-in-the-dark look, as it sparkled in otherwordly sheen.

 

 

 

 


Ellie nodded in agreement, gazing above her in never ending fascination.  Neon pipes lead across to various sparkling walkways and steps, with endless ladders leading up to various alcoves and apertures. 

The dull hum and roar of machinery was audible to them and she started to see glittering waterfalls that were foaming into dark spaces beneath them, disappearing into the sparkling pipes and vents that lay far below.

 

 


Many hours passed in this manner, as they kept traversing over neon walkways that passed over pitch darkness below them. 

 

The pipes and doorways continued onwards forever before them, disappearing within the mystical distance of the darkness.  Behind and above them were glittering locked doorways. ---- Smoking machines were also sitting on many snow-filled ledges, being tended to by furry creatures and bizarre children, as far as their eyes could see. 

 

 

 

Various doorways had wooden tv's, with long, pointy antennas, lying outside their sparkling windows.  Each doorway had a quaint little Christmas tree sitting outside of its entrance. 

Others had driveways leading into secret, locked garages and underground spaces that were filled with shimmering snow and endless secrets.  All this lay further within the underground vents of the Basement Garages and Houses.

 

 

 

Foaming waterfalls occasionally cascaded to each side of the walkway in the darkness, roaring forth with a glowing mist upon their bodies.  Flashing machines, shining with dark black-light, puffed a green smoke into the air from out of various alcoves in the darkness. 

 

 

The smoke seemed to alter into varying shades of color and ether, spelling out sparkling words in the blackness.  One word clearly shown, "FATE: THE ENDLESS BARRIER", sparkling forth in the dark. 

 

 

 

Ellie scratched her head in confusion, staring at the words, trying to decipher their meaning. 

 

 


Numerous little furry creatures, their shimmering fur trembling with healing powers, floated within the darkness below them and flew to and fro, carrying what appeared to be food and supplies of some kind.

 

 

 

 

"The furry-erudite's make pink cakes of restoration.  They have the most delicious, whipped icing you could ever imagine.  Its enchanted!  Ha ha!"  ZoAster chuckles in jovial mirth. 

"When we reach the underground hideouts, you will be able to eat all the sweets and sugary morsels you could ever want.  You will be able to do anything you want.  Just imagine.  No rules, no parents and no bedtime! "

 

 

 

"Its an unending world of mayhem and mischief," he continues."All ours for the taking and control.  We have our own society down there with a whole underground world of many children who just want to play and have fun in peace and harmony.  Endless garages, houses and secret underground spaces that are all ours!  Gangs of our kind roam the hideouts of the mysterious snowy wonders of the underground.  Isn't that exciting?"

 

 

 


Ellie's face appeared amused and slightly surprised, gazing around in various directions at the endless sights, and answered quietly, lost in thought, "I guess.  Isn't that teaching the children bad manners?  Without parents or guardians?"

 

 

 


ZoAster's frolic increased as he hopped on one glistening, furry foot and then the other, answering her with a mischievous grin on his face.

 

 

 

"Not so!  You've got to learn to lighten up down here!  Earthly rules don't apply in this world.  Children are able to do anything they want and be all that they were meant to be!  Come!  We're getting close to the entrances of the Christmas Cavern pipe-ways.  That means we've traveled to the Northern Polar regions in your earthly world.  See what progress we've made my child?"

 

 

 


"That's impossible!  We couldn't have traveled that far of a distance in such a short time!  I refuse to believe it!" Ellie yelled in surprise, stooping her head low, as they crossed under a great dripping red pipe crossing above their heads. 

The pipe had an enourmous mound of shimmering snow sitting on top of it with a Christmas tree sparkling from above.

 

 

 

 


She began to notice other distorted looking children walking across neon-lit walkways far above and below her in the darkness.  Their bodies were all unique and garbed in a surreal, avant garde fashion that seemed to flash forth with an unknown light. 

 

 

 

 One creature had black-lit skin with short green horns and a tethered cap that rested in front of her face.  A long, flowing cloak trailed behind her with strange patches of polka-dotted fabric attached to it. -- SHE WORE A CHECKERED BLACK AND WHITE VEST.

 

 

Another child had a distorted, mysterious face with a furry beard hanging down to its waist.  Long, pointy ears, resembling elves, stuck out from each side.  One dwarf-child had striped stockings with pointy pink slippers, resembling Ellie's pair, that twinkled in the dark as she scurried by quickly. 

 

 


 The strange children were grabbing various presents from beneath the many Christmas trees in the area.  Some had twinkling headbands around their foreheads and their clothing appeared to be splattered with rainbow-syrup; it was very thick and shimmered in a rich radiance. 

 

What were they doing?  Playing paint tag?  It sure looked like it!

 

 


  Each child would then quickly disappear into a spiky pink neon-car and then drive off into the darkness of an underground tunnel or passageway.

 


"My child, distance doesn't have the same latitude and longitude, width or length of miles as it does in your world.  What may take days in your world takes only a matter of hours, perhaps even minutes, in ours."

 

 

 

Ellie drew close to him, the bushy eyebrows of ZoAster flaring forth in the dark, and asks,"You mean to tell me you have an airport down here?"

 

 


"Airport?"  ZoAster furrows his brow in apparent confusion at the longlost term.

 

 

 

 "Perhaps there may be such a hidden place though highly unlikely, my dear.  Longlost earthly places such as those dont exist in the underground.  Although anything is possible.  The underground of the children's hideouts has not been fully explored yet, and hidden hideouts even lower than this one have yet to be found," he whispers.

 

 

  "We sometimes receive cloaking devices or electronic transmissions from other unknown underground places, but we don't know its origin," ZoAster continues.  "No.  We get to these destinations down here by other ways and means.  Some may call it magic, others teleportation.  I call it deviant exploration (telekinesis) and mind bending telepathy of the lost children of the underground.  Quite intriguing is it not?"

 

 

 

 

Ellie silently nods and hears a hum of voices from within the glittering darkness.  She turns her head to gaze behind a glittering waterfall in the direction of the dissonant noises.

 

 

 

Groups of children lie playing in the green and blue sparkling snow of the enchanted darkness, some amusing themselves with snowballs and sparkling dolls or other unknown flashing novelties, while others frolic forth into various Christmas-pipes, as if in pursuit of someone or something.  Big Christmas trees and huge mounds of presents covered the area where they were.

 

The children seemed to frolic and nimbly laugh with a strange, bizarre mirth that fascinated Ellie.  It was unearthly and mysterious; mystical even!  Yet, beneath their strange banter, there was an innocence that was undeniable.

 

 

Various neon signs hung on the walls from above the glittering Christmas trees.

 

 


The attire of these unknown children were the most bizarre and whimsical outfits that Ellie has ever seen.  Nothing seems to make sense as everything is thrown on their bodies in disarray and distortion.  Their outfits flashed with glow-in-the-dark light! --- They were fascinating yet terrible all at once.

 

 

 


 A series of underground houses and industrial garages lay beyond the glittering smoke in what appeared to be a snowy, Christmas neighborhood; it was visible from somewhere behind the flowing waters in the glittering darkness.

 

 


Many curious lights shine from within radiant, dark windows that were built into the cavern's walls of dripping, magic enchantment.  Many locked doorways and secret garages, that are filled with gorgeous Christmas trees and flashing TV's, are visible nearby. 

 

 

 

Furry creatures, with bushy pink eyebrows, wearing telekinetic tiaras of almighty power and wielding glowing implements, scurried to and fro within the underground roadways.  Some were wearing spiky green backpacks while others were carrying big sparkling presents and old dial-tone phones.  They were each dressed in a unique and bizarre style of curious novelty.

 

 

 


Snowy driveways of the underground Christmas houses, that sparkled with dim hues of decadent delight, led further into a crooked passageway that sloped downwards and out of sight. 

 

She viewed one very large Christmas garage that had its garage-door open.  The inside was covered in red glitter and shimmering radiance.  There were many vents and pipes puffing forth a kind of glow-in-the-dark steam.  A twinkling Christmas tree sat next to a video game arcade within the depths of the underground garage. 

 

How very bizarre indeed!

 

 

 

 A flashing neon sign hangs on the shimmering wall above the driveways at the end of the passage.  The sign seems to spark in electrical radiance.

 

 


A dripping waterfall foams in front of the sign and splashes into a dark vent below.

 

Christmas trees sit along various ledges from far above. 

The neon sign reads, "HIGHWAY TRANSIT SYSTEM: ENTRANCE NUMBER 45. TO UNDER-REALM MALL ENTRANCES AND GARAGE-THEATERS.  PIPEWAY SLUM # X465 TO THE GARAGE OF THE VIDEO GAME ARCADES AND SECRET WARDROBE VENTS." 

 

 

Ellie gazed in a strange fascination wondering where these underground highways led to and if the creatures here all drove the shiny neon cars that she kept witnessing; the neon cars that were driving on the underground highways.

 

 

 

"The children in this underground world drive these vehicles?  There are no parents to drive them anywhere? " she asks ZoAster softly, staring at the bewildering sights before her.

 

 

 

ZoAster's clothing flashes in glitter and glare.

A phantasmic sheen glints off of the telekinetic tiara that is clasped tightly around his forehead.  "Certainly, my child.  Yet not in the earthly sense that you all run vehicles.  You shall learn of this in due time.  Come along!  We have such sights to see!"

 

 

 

 

Ellie continued staring forth at the strange underground neighborhood.  She was silently standing behind the flowing waters of a snowy waterfall, next to a sparkling mushroom, within the depths of a glowing ledge, before ZoAster motioned for them to continue further onward along the pathway. 

 

 

 


Continuing their travel over the crooked neon-walkways, they finally come to a halt before a group of snowy children, standing aloof before the opening to a glittering pink pipe.  Many Christmas trees surrounded it.  Snow rested around the pipe in big mounds, covering the surrounding area in a sparkling gossamer.

 

 

 

 

Christmas lights, twinkling in dim illumination, are strung around the trees and in the entranceway of the pipe.  Snow leads forth further into the neon-shimmer of the pipe.

A pink glow seems to emanate from an unknown space further within.

 

Dim shapes of cute log cabins and snowy Christmas trees, along with sparkling mounds of large presents, fill the confines of the  darkness from further along the passageway of the pipe.  Many vents puff out a Christmas-steam into the pipe's passageway; they are built into the shiny walls.


Very large portraits and neon posters also cover the walls of the pipe.  They are very large and flash in a neon blacklight. 

 

 

 

Many of the dwarf-children before them have snowy beards, sparkling in glitter, and bushy eyebrows.  Their pointy ears stick out from festive headgear pieces.  Their clothing is Christmas themed attire with fur capes covering their glittering clothing, flowing behind them in a lavish display.

 

 


"Welcome! Our journey begins here!"  ZoAster warmly greets the group of travelers by the snowy pipeway's entrance.

"May I humbly introduce you to 'The Pipe-Warp Zone to the hideouts of the Underground Christmas Houses and Garages!  The beginning of the Underground Christmas Caves!'  Your most fantastic dreams and fantasies shall all become realities through this pipe-way.  Is everyone ready?"

 

 


Ellie and all the dwarf-children surrounding the area nod with happy smiles and grins covering their faces. 

 

 

 

A number of children are licking sweet chocolate morsels as others are crunching on sugary delicacies.  Dripping syrup of chocolate delight covers their lips.


  Ellie's eyes light up in excitement and anticipation as ZoAster steps up, through a mound of sparkling snow, and into the pipe's entrance. 

 

A precious innocence and sparkling naivete of peaceful gossamer flowed around their forms, restoring them with healing energy.  Eternal restorative properties of life flowed within this unknown, underground realm.

 

 


"Shall we proceed?  Very well!  You're all going to love this place!  We'll have to don our snowshoes and winter garb for this sparkling, Christmas wonderland.  Onward we go!  Follow close to me and don't stray behind,"  ZoAster resounds, as a sparkling glimmer of snow wafts around their forms from deep within the pipe.

Christmas splendour dimly illuminates the interior while they slowly trudge forwards.

 

 

 

Everyone gathers around in a circle, holding hands, as they disappear into the dull darkness of the glowing lights.  ZoAster's voice fades away slowly, until it becomes a distant echo of mystery in the snowy enchantment of the 'Underground Christmas Hideouts'.

 

 

Copyright (c)2018-2019 ZELDA V.  All Rights Reserved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

''Ellie's Journey into the Secret Subterranean Basement World of the 'Children's Hideout'.''  From 2018-2019.

 

 

 

 

An adorable and very lovely thirteen year old African-American girl, named Ellie, lies asleep in her soft, pink bed, interlaced with frilly pink bows in the pillows, happily dreaming of peaceful fantasies.  Her lustrous and straight blonde hair is very shiny, with gorgeous pink ribbons hanging on each side of her head.

 

 

 


A very beautiful white cat with fluffy fur lies sleeping near her, its exquisite paws resting gently on her pink pillow. 

 

 


It is Christmas Eve and the firelight glows merrily along her walls, crackling quietly from the mahogany fireplace in the corner of her room. 

 

 

Woven, furry stockings hang quaintly from the mantlepiece.  A magnificent Christmas tree lies lit up in a dark corner near her wardrobe, with multicolored lights twinkling forth in magical radiance.  Glimmering hues of shiny wrapping paper from many presents sparkle incandescently beneath the boughs of the tree. 

 

 

 


The room is a lovely wonderland of dolls, dollhouses, miniature toys, books and plush, pink drapery.

 

A beautiful innocence rests upon her brow, as she lays snuggled with a fluffy, blue plush rabbit in her grasp.  A red bowtie rests gently around the rabbit's neck.  The young girl lies peacefully in her soft, pink bed in a deep slumber that is filled with gorgeous and enchanting sweet dreams.

 

 

 

 


A dull noise from within the darkness of the room awakens her from her slumber and she sits up slowly, gazing around quietly, rubbing her eyes, still in a drowsy, lethargic state of awakening.  All is silent and still for a short while, yet she eventually hears a faint, audible noise from within the depths of her closet. 

 

 

Squinting in the quivering firelight, gazing at the closet door, she hears noises like clothes being shuffled and a distant, dull hum of unknown whispering voices, that resemble neither children nor adults.

 

 

 

 


Rubbing her eyes once more, she calls out in a high-pitched, cute and innocent voice, "Mommy?  Is that you?"

  The fluffy cat near her mews softly as it turns over in its sleep, squinting its precious eyes gently before dozing off into a dreamy slumber.  Its paws lie softly against the sparkling pink pillows.  The girl pets it lovingly, gently touching the lustrous, white fur.  It purs softly.

 

 

Ellie gently climbs out of bed and grabs a shiny blue candle that rests in an alcove in the wall near her bed.  Lighting the candle in a blue glow, she tiptoes quietly to the closet door and places an ear to the wood. 

 

 

An audible sound, resembling hushed breathing and distant whispers, echoes from behind and she places her hand on the doorknob, ready to pull it open.


"Hello?  Mommy?  Daddy is that you?"  she says faintly, pulling the door open slowly, gazing forward into the darkness.

 

 

 


A dull red light emanates from somewhere behind the hanging dresses in the closet, as a mysterious, sparkling essence floats through the air in the dark.  The sparkling essences seem to fall softly upon Ellie's eyebrows, renewing her soul with loving beauty and healing light.

 

 

  She smiles softly and holds out her hand, as sparkling gossamer glows around her pink nightgown, the glowing colors shining in peaceful luminescence.  Light, exquisite laughter, resembling that of a child, yet indistinct and different, is audible from somewhere beyond in the far depths of her closet.

 


Stepping forth into the closet's dark entryway, she views her dresses and toys covered in a glittering radiance.  A smoky, blue shadow quivers along the glittering floor of the closet. -- Ellie examines it, fascinated by its strange appearance.

 

  A dull pink and green smoke fills the regions deeper within the closet.

Faint rainbow coloured shadows flitted across her vision.  Dark radiance flashed and glinted from the shadow's clothing.  Afterwards, they seemed to vanish and become invisible once more. 

 

 

 


Suddenly, a dwarf-like being, resembling a young child, quietly emerges from behind the dresses, from where the red light and smoke is emanating. 

 

 

It had skin that seemed to glow in the dark with a mystical radiance, resembling blacklight, and a glittering, neon-pink beard that fell to its waist.  Long and pointy ears stuck out from each side of its head.

 

A rainbow hue of colors seemed to flash forth from a tiara resting around its forehead.

 

 

 

The stranger appeared to be a male.  He appeared to be African-American in ethnicity.

His hair was glittery and very straight with a shiny neon-green tint to it, with long bangs that came to a sharp point on his forehead. 

 

 

The strange child had a bewildering tiara with two pink furry ears sewn into its top, resembling rabbit ears yet much longer and wider, with over sized, pointy edges. 

 

 

The child's attire consists of a "glow-in-the-dark suit" that appeared to change colours constantly with ruby glitter shimmering on the exterior.  Strangely enough, it appeared to be wearing two furry boots that had cute button eyes like a rabbits with a pink nose on the curved ends.  A long, glittering cloak trails behind it which glistens like a starlit night sky. 

 

 

 

Ellie gasps and her blue candle silently extinguishes in a puff of glittering pink smoke that wafts onto a pile of plush stuffed animals.


"Why... who are you?"  Ellie stutters in a reserved manner, retreating to the closet's entryway.

 

 

 

The whimsical, little child-like being before her chuckles with otherworldly mirth and joviality.

"My name is ZoAster."


His voice sounds bizarre, mysterious and otherworldly, with a deep undertone that is foreign in nature.  It resembled neither male nor female in tone yet contained a duality of both.  A strange lisp followed each utterance from the creature. 

 

 

 

 "I am a traveler from the underground children's hideout.  Specifically, from the underground hideout of the gang's of the Christmas Neighborhoods of the Vaxandorf Highways." 

 

 

 

 Again, it chuckles softly, as it adjusts the strange flashing device resting on its head, the tiara shining forth various shades of colors.  A shimmering red ring with a pink diamond rests on one of its fingers as a green parchment scroll lies rolled up in the other hand.  His furry, glistening beard waggles to and fro.  He quietly frolics in the dark before her, nimbly hopping from one foot to the other. 

 

 

 

A small, sparkling furry creature is now seen darting above the dwarf-child's brow, dimly alighting the enclosed space.

 


"Oh my,"  Ellie gasps slightly, as she stares forth at the unknown child before her, continuing, "How did you get here?"

 

ZoAster frolics within the darkness, his attire flashing different colors upon the glittering clothes hanging from the shelves.  A powerful, magical essence lies thick in the air near the dwarf-like child. 

 

 

 

"Through a loophole in the dimensional paradigms. A dimensional portal or passageway. -- We're from another dimensional space altogether. The only way to reach it is by wearing one of the precious and rare Telekinetic or Telepathic Tiaras."

Here it brought forth a glistening red tiara with two long, pointy ears constructed into the top of it on each side. 

 

 

 


Ellie stares at him innocently, her eyes wide in excitement and curiosity.

"You mean I may visit this underground children's world with you?" she asks in surprise.

 

ZoAster nodded and held out a gloved hand towards hers, motioning her to follow him behind the clothes and further into the darkness of the closet.  She started to reach out towards him but then retreated back again, pulling her hand away abruptly.

 

 

 

The dwarf-child's eyes flashed in an otherworldly radiance as a smoky glitter seemed to fall before its glowing face in the dark.

 

"Why did you decide to visit me?  I've never seen you before.  Are you an elf?"  Ellie questioned him, her pink ribbons lying to each side of her sparkling blonde hair, as she quietly studied the bizarre stranger before her.

 

 

 


ZoAster chuckled softly, responding, "Because of your faith.  We visit children who still believe in us.  Who still have faith and innocence in their loving hearts of fragile beauty.  The Elder Ruler of the underground hideouts wishes for us to find children who still believe and bring them into our underground 'Christmas Cavern Hideout' of eternal happiness and magic.  We are his messengers and travelers."

 

 

 

 

"I am a dwarf-child, very ancient in age and very wise in authority,"  he continued, as his flaring furry-pixie nimbly flew between all the toys and clothes hanging in the closet, purple glitter trailing its movements. 

 

 

 

"I've retained a child's countenance and shape because I've remained in the underground for many hundreds of years.  Once you cross the threshold of the vortex tunnel of the pipes and enter the passageway leading to the Christmas Hideouts, you never age another day. " 

 

Here he adjusted his shimmering tiara on his head, furrowing his brow, as a shower of sparkling glitter fell before his eyes, illuminating his bushy pink eyebrows with glow-in-the-dark glitter.  Ellie giggled in jovial mirth as the dwarfin being continued. 

 

"You forever remain a child, playful and carefree.  Would you like to accompany me to the underground?  Be my companion and traveling friend?"

 

 

 


"How will I return?  I cannot stay forever, my parents will be worried.  I must be back by morning,"  Ellie questioned him, gazing at his bewildering, mysterious face.

 

  His bushy eyesbrows were sparkling in pixie glitter and he shook himself slightly in the smoky glow of the darkness.  His hair slowly began to change colours within the darkness; it now was a glow-in-the-dark green with little highlights of pink and red!

 

 


Ellie gasped while he adjusted the tiara on his head once more.  His neon suit altered colors, as well.  She noticed he had on a pair of rainbow stockings that went up to his knees.

 

 

'How very curious indeed!'  Ellie thought to herself, silently gazing upon the bizarre stranger before her in a mysterious fascination.

 

 

 


"You may return with this!" He holds up a sparkling, mighty red Ring of Returning.  An opaque crystal rests in the middle as the whole lavish ensemble shimmers forth in a mighty, powerful presence.

 

 

 

 "A Ring of Returning!  Anytime you wish to return to your world you simply wish upon the power of the ring three times and you shall find yourself back in the Dark Vortex Pipe-way Tunnels.  From there you must find the passageway or stairway leading to your room.  You'll know when you find it.  The doors are lit up in a marvelous illusion of glowing, neon light."

 

 

 

 

He continued in a resounding voice, "To answer your other question, I think you shall find that time doesn't exist in the same way it does on your earthly plane.  No matter when you enter our realm, the time will remain unchanged in your world, while it passes only in ours.  So, in theory, you shall be returned to your world during the exact second you originally left it.  No time will have passed at all.  Quite intriguing, is it not?"

 


"How very curious.  It's another world within my closet.  A secret, underground world,"  Ellie says to herself quietly, gazing back at the sparkling Christmas tree within her room, considering all that had been told to her, before returning her gaze to the unknown being before her.

 

 

 


"May I bring a light with me so that I may see?  It's very dark back there further on and I can hardly make out anything,"  Ellie asks ZoAster, clinging onto the door-frame of the closet.

 


"Our souls are not attuned to light in the same manner as your earthly bodies.  If bright flashes of light shine on us for too long, our bodies will vanish, leaving only our clothing behind.  Typically red or green smoke will be prevalent on the site where a body has disappeared.  I've seen it before many times in the underground."

 

 

 

Ellie's eyes grow wide in astonishment and she says quietly, "I'm very sorry. That sounds awful."

 


"Its not quite as terrible as it sounds.  Our souls materialize in another dimensional space in the children's underground.  Our hideouts are endless," he whispers in a strange voice. 

"You should see my secret underground 'Christmas Village Garage' and my 'Video game Arcade Garage'," he continues.  "They're hidden beneath my underground house.  I live on Baufser Rd in the 'Garage-Hideout' that is near the Christmas Pipe-Warp Zones."

 

"It's quite a sight to behold!  Never have you seen such curiosities!

If you wish to bring a light, perhaps a dim, Christmas light would suffice,"  he finishes, pointing to the Christmas tree in the corner of her room.

 

 

 

Here he turned his furry, glimmering head towards the Christmas tree lit up in mystical splendour from Ellie's dark corner of her room and continued. 

 

 

 

"Perhaps like one of those from your lovely tree there in the corner.  Yet, the tiara's ears light up in a dull radiance.  It should supply more than enough to be able to discern our surroundings."

 

 

 

Here the dwarf-child points to the red tiara in its hands.  The pink stone in the middle seems to change colors as she stares forth into its depths.

 

 

 

"Would you like to partake of the journey?"  He asks her softly, his flashing eyes twinkling in innocent mystery and power.

 

 

 


"Alright ZoAster.  I'll follow you since I'm excited and quite interested now.  I wish to return though as I'm sure I will need to see my mother and father again. Wait!  I need to put on my slippers.  I can't go barefoot,"  she says, turning to run towards where her cozy house slippers sat near a frock beneath her bed.

 

 

 


"No need for that, my child.  Look there!"  Here he points a gloved finger towards her feet that lay hid beneath her nightgown. 

"The neon slippers of power are already adorning your feet.  How pretty they sparkle.  It's crafted with real pixie-glitter from the 'Christmas water-works'.  Once you have worn them you can never take them off while in our realm.  They are very rare and highly sought after.  An item of great reknown," he cries in a cute voice.

 

 

 


Ellie gasps in surprise, startled by the sparkling form of the slippers on her feet, shining forth dimly in the dark.  They are sparkling purple heels that come to a sharp point at the ends. 

 

"Curious! How mysteriously beautiful they are!"  she says, admiring them from each side. 

 

 


 "Such a marvel indeed,"  she whispers.

 

 

 

"Quite marvelous indeed, my child,"  ZoAster responds, before reaching into a pocket of his cloak and bringing forth a red 'Ring of Returning' and a dwarf-child's 'Tiara of Recognition'. 

 

 

 

"Place the tiara upon your brow and the ring on your middle finger of your right hand.  Once you have done that then you will be ready to follow me,"  he instructs her while he seems to perform a series of glittering handclaps within the darkness that cause faint flashes of light and smoke to arise around their bodies.

 

 


Ellie places the ring on her finger, the power flowing through her body in a numbing sensation at first, before it slowly ebbs away.  After placing the tiara on her head, the furry rabbit ears light up very faintly in a glowing red and pink hue from the top. 

 

 

 

"If you wish to make them slightly brighter, you must click your heels twice and recite, 'Brighter, brighter tiara of light.  Shine brighter, brighter through the night'.  Then, you shall notice a difference in the hue of light," he whispers strangely within the smoky darkness. 


"Now, my dear one.  If you will follow my lead, we shall follow a passageway to the children's underground hideout.  From there the 'Christmas Garages' and the 'Christmas Pipe-Warp Zone' will be our next destination.  Such enticing sights and wonders I have to show you," he whispers gleefully while he claps his shimmering hands. 

 

 

"Such sights you will see.  Come!"  he finishes, hopping up and down in a strange excitement.

 

 

 


Everything suddenly grows very dark from behind Ellie, her former closet and room vanishing into obscurity, as ZoAster leads her through a succession of rows of various kinds of clothes and dresses.  As they continue, pushing the folds of clothes aside, the fashion and type of clothing starts to alter and change.

 

 

 

 
What started as Ellie's dresses and other clothing has now morphed into a bewildering disarray of the most odd and macabre sets of outfits she'd ever seen. --- The clothing was lit-up in a glow-in-the-dark light!

 

 

It resembled children's outfits and attire yet indistinct and unfamiliar in form and construction.  It was as if the clothes were very avant-garde in appearance and they were unlike anything she had witnessed before.  They were a surreal, otherworldly sight that was fascinating to behold. They continued further within the smoky darkness.

 

 

 


Various hues of enchanting smoke began wafting through the air the further they progressed.  Snowy syrup of lustrous enchantment fell to each side of them and shimmering pink snow rested around them in big piles.

 

 

 

They finally step forth from the clothes and into the entrance of a dark, underground passageway that dripped in a strange and shiny luminescence.  At least it appeared to be a passage from what Ellie could see, which wasn't very much at all.

 

 

A glowing dim light seemed to permeate the darkness within the entire area.

 

 

Crooked, neon-lit bookshelves and bizarre wooden televisions covered the walls in the darkness, lit from behind by what appeared as black-light.  They were illuminated in a glow-in-the-dark fashion.  They were decorated with Christmas decorations. 

Books were piled in shimmering mounds that sat near little Christmas trees and shiny cars, which were sitting along the walls.

 

 

 

 

 Pipes of various colours were releasing neon smoke from snow-filled ledges above in the dark. 

 

 

Paintings hung on the walls within the darkness from some unknown space above; the strange creatures in the portraits seemed to flash and twitch their mysterious whiskers within the dark which startled Ellie.

 

 

 

"How very curious and strange indeed!  I do believe those creatures in the portraits are alive!" she stated, as they continued by the snowy hall of Nightmare Portraits. 

 

 

 

ZoAster bent down close to one portrait that was hanging next to a shimmering Christmas Tree, which stood near an old tv with two crooked antennas.  The tv was lying in a mound of shiny green snow. 

 

 

"Quite alive indeed!

They're the ancient GrandElders of our Secret Basement Hideout of lost children, dear one!  Revered creatures of the legendary ages."

 

 

 

  They appeared to be walking on a glowing, neon bridge of some kind, which led over a chasm of  glowing snow and glittering darkness.  Glimmering pools of rich nutrients splashed and foamed from far below them.

Glistening waterfalls were glowing faintly to each side. 

 

 


 Bizarre and crooked doorways were built into the rocky walls.  They were next to the pipes that rested on the ledges of the chasm.  Glowing mushrooms, dripping in shiny syrup, shimmered next to bewildering vents in the dark walls. 

 

 They stepped out of the glowing passage and into a larger underground space that resembled an industrial pipe-works zone that was built into the vicinity of an underground cavern.

 

 

 


Very strange and shiny pink cars were slowly driving across an underground highway of some kind that criss-crossed far above their heads from within the darkness. 

 

The cars vanished into a crooked, neon-tunnel that disappeared into the mysterious depths of the darkness; they led further underground into secret industrial zones, christmas parking-garages, bizarre garages and many other unknown secret spaces.

 

 

 The headlights of the shiny cars were shimmering with neon light.  Many crooked portraits hung on the walls next to Christmas trees that stood in endless alcoves and ledges from above the highway.

 


Ellie glanced above her and gasped in startling surprise.  The mysterious roar from the cars from the highway above her trembled within the ethereal snowy air of the place.  Christmas trees and hanging Christmas lights decorated each side of the neon road of the highway.  It was a mystifying spectacle to behold! 

 

 

 


The passageway gradually widened like a funnel and opened up into an unending, dark underground area.  Crooked doorways, glowing in a neon light, lay high above in countless snowy alcoves and ledges within the darkness. 

 

 

 


Ellie gazed upwards and it seemed to continue forever upwards, as the pipes, doorways and passages were never ending.  Farther into the distance was only pitch darkness that glittered in an enticing enchantment.  Various pipes of differing shades of color ran across the top of the passage and along the walls in different places. 

 

 


From somewhere high above where they stood, a futuristic expressway-train roared along a snowy pair of train-tracks, disappearing into a sparkling tunnel that led deep underground. 

 

 


 The snow-filled ledges around the Christmas train-tracks were decorated with the most tantalizing and gorgeous Christmas decorations that were ever beheld. 

 

There were endless sizes of various Christmas trees that stood next to shimmering mounds of sparkly presents, big dollhouses, entire miniature villages and other unexplainable secrets.  Cute and cozy log cabins peeped forth out of icy snow mounds that ran on each side of the train-tracks. 

 

 

 

 Other neon passages and tunnels ran to and fro from out of the rocky walls for endless miles from above this area.

Crooked portraits hung on the walls throughout the underground space and little television sets sat outside each little doorway, where checkered driveways led to crooked garage-doors that were covered in pink glitter. 

 

Endless sights of little Christmas trees covered the many alcoves and decorated ledges of this enchanted area.  There was so many curious and mysterious sights to see.  They never seemed to end.

 

 

 

Ellie gazed up as far as her eyes could see, before ZoAster motioned for them to continue onwards. 

There were little piles of sparkling Christmas presents that sat underneath very large Christmas trees in the next dark area.  Big mounds of neon-snow encircled them. 

Dripping pipes along with puffing vents covered the sparkly walls of the darkness.  They exited this room and came upon the entrance to a neverending underground industrial zone.

 

  Endless sizes of strange doorways were built into the crooked walls of many alcoves and ledges of the bizarre underground passageway, located at various intervals.  They continued in every direction for as far as the eye could see. 

 

Ellie and ZoAster were standing on a flashing neon walkway that led over this endless chasm of doorways and garages, while crooked stairways and ladders led in every direction.

 

 

 

 

"These passages, pipes and doorways all lead to some child's bedroom.  Billions upon billions of doors and pipes.  All of them lie within this dark vortex of the PipeWarp region of the underground.  Isn't it amazing?"  ZoAster recited in a catlike whisper from out of the dark.  His bizarre garb and body took on a glow-in-the-dark look, as it sparkled in otherwordly sheen.

 

 

 

 


Ellie nodded in agreement, gazing above her in never ending fascination.  Neon pipes lead across to various sparkling walkways and steps, with endless ladders leading up to various alcoves and apertures. 

The dull hum and roar of machinery was audible to them and she started to see glittering waterfalls that were foaming into dark spaces beneath them, disappearing into the sparkling pipes and vents that lay far below.

 

 


Many hours passed in this manner, as they kept traversing over neon walkways that passed over pitch darkness below them. 

 

The pipes and doorways continued onwards forever before them, disappearing within the mystical distance of the darkness.  Behind and above them were glittering locked doorways. ---- Smoking machines were also sitting on many snow-filled ledges, being tended to by furry creatures and bizarre children, as far as their eyes could see. 

 

 

 

Various doorways had wooden tv's, with long, pointy antennas, lying outside their sparkling windows.  Each doorway had a quaint little Christmas tree sitting outside of its entrance. 

Others had driveways leading into secret, locked garages and underground spaces that were filled with shimmering snow and endless secrets.  All this lay further within the underground vents of the Basement Garages and Houses.

 

 

 

Foaming waterfalls occasionally cascaded to each side of the walkway in the darkness, roaring forth with a glowing mist upon their bodies.  Flashing machines, shining with dark black-light, puffed a green smoke into the air from out of various alcoves in the darkness. 

 

 

The smoke seemed to alter into varying shades of color and ether, spelling out sparkling words in the blackness.  One word clearly shown, "FATE: THE ENDLESS BARRIER", sparkling forth in the dark. 

 

 

 

Ellie scratched her head in confusion, staring at the words, trying to decipher their meaning. 

 

 


Numerous little furry creatures, their shimmering fur trembling with healing powers, floated within the darkness below them and flew to and fro, carrying what appeared to be food and supplies of some kind.

 

 

 

 

"The furry-erudite's make pink cakes of restoration.  They have the most delicious, whipped icing you could ever imagine.  Its enchanted!  Ha ha!"  ZoAster chuckles in jovial mirth. 

"When we reach the underground hideouts, you will be able to eat all the sweets and sugary morsels you could ever want.  You will be able to do anything you want.  Just imagine.  No rules, no parents and no bedtime! "

 

 

 

"Its an unending world of mayhem and mischief," he continues."All ours for the taking and control.  We have our own society down there with a whole underground world of many children who just want to play and have fun in peace and harmony.  Endless garages, houses and secret underground spaces that are all ours!  Gangs of our kind roam the hideouts of the mysterious snowy wonders of the underground.  Isn't that exciting?"

 

 

 


Ellie's face appeared amused and slightly surprised, gazing around in various directions at the endless sights, and answered quietly, lost in thought, "I guess.  Isn't that teaching the children bad manners?  Without parents or guardians?"

 

 

 


ZoAster's frolic increased as he hopped on one glistening, furry foot and then the other, answering her with a mischievous grin on his face.

 

 

 

"Not so!  You've got to learn to lighten up down here!  Earthly rules don't apply in this world.  Children are able to do anything they want and be all that they were meant to be!  Come!  We're getting close to the entrances of the Christmas Cavern pipe-ways.  That means we've traveled to the Northern Polar regions in your earthly world.  See what progress we've made my child?"

 

 

 


"That's impossible!  We couldn't have traveled that far of a distance in such a short time!  I refuse to believe it!" Ellie yelled in surprise, stooping her head low, as they crossed under a great dripping red pipe crossing above their heads. 

The pipe had an enourmous mound of shimmering snow sitting on top of it with a Christmas tree sparkling from above.

 

 

 

 


She began to notice other distorted looking children walking across neon-lit walkways far above and below her in the darkness.  Their bodies were all unique and garbed in a surreal, avant garde fashion that seemed to flash forth with an unknown light. 

 

 

 

 One creature had black-lit skin with short green horns and a tethered cap that rested in front of her face.  A long, flowing cloak trailed behind her with strange patches of polka-dotted fabric attached to it. -- SHE WORE A CHECKERED BLACK AND WHITE VEST.

 

 

Another child had a distorted, mysterious face with a furry beard hanging down to its waist.  Long, pointy ears, resembling elves, stuck out from each side.  One dwarf-child had striped stockings with pointy pink slippers, resembling Ellie's pair, that twinkled in the dark as she scurried by quickly. 

 

 


 The strange children were grabbing various presents from beneath the many Christmas trees in the area.  Some had twinkling headbands around their foreheads and their clothing appeared to be splattered with rainbow-syrup; it was very thick and shimmered in a rich radiance. 

 

What were they doing?  Playing paint tag?  It sure looked like it!

 

 


  Each child would then quickly disappear into a spiky pink neon-car and then drive off into the darkness of an underground tunnel or passageway.

 


"My child, distance doesn't have the same latitude and longitude, width or length of miles as it does in your world.  What may take days in your world takes only a matter of hours, perhaps even minutes, in ours."

 

 

 

Ellie drew close to him, the bushy eyebrows of ZoAster flaring forth in the dark, and asks,"You mean to tell me you have an airport down here?"

 

 


"Airport?"  ZoAster furrows his brow in apparent confusion at the longlost term.

 

 

 

 "Perhaps there may be such a hidden place though highly unlikely, my dear.  Longlost earthly places such as those dont exist in the underground.  Although anything is possible.  The underground of the children's hideouts has not been fully explored yet, and hidden hideouts even lower than this one have yet to be found," he whispers.

 

 

  "We sometimes receive cloaking devices or electronic transmissions from other unknown underground places, but we don't know its origin," ZoAster continues.  "No.  We get to these destinations down here by other ways and means.  Some may call it magic, others teleportation.  I call it deviant exploration (telekinesis) and mind bending telepathy of the lost children of the underground.  Quite intriguing is it not?"

 

 

 

 

Ellie silently nods and hears a hum of voices from within the glittering darkness.  She turns her head to gaze behind a glittering waterfall in the direction of the dissonant noises.

 

 

 

Groups of children lie playing in the green and blue sparkling snow of the enchanted darkness, some amusing themselves with snowballs and sparkling dolls or other unknown flashing novelties, while others frolic forth into various Christmas-pipes, as if in pursuit of someone or something.  Big Christmas trees and huge mounds of presents covered the area where they were.

 

The children seemed to frolic and nimbly laugh with a strange, bizarre mirth that fascinated Ellie.  It was unearthly and mysterious; mystical even!  Yet, beneath their strange banter, there was an innocence that was undeniable.

 

 

Various neon signs hung on the walls from above the glittering Christmas trees.

 

 


The attire of these unknown children were the most bizarre and whimsical outfits that Ellie has ever seen.  Nothing seems to make sense as everything is thrown on their bodies in disarray and distortion.  Their outfits flashed with glow-in-the-dark light! --- They were fascinating yet terrible all at once.

 

 

 


 A series of underground houses and industrial garages lay beyond the glittering smoke in what appeared to be a snowy, Christmas neighborhood; it was visible from somewhere behind the flowing waters in the glittering darkness.

 

 


Many curious lights shine from within radiant, dark windows that were built into the cavern's walls of dripping, magic enchantment.  Many locked doorways and secret garages, that are filled with gorgeous Christmas trees and flashing TV's, are visible nearby. 

 

 

 

Furry creatures, with bushy pink eyebrows, wearing telekinetic tiaras of almighty power and wielding glowing implements, scurried to and fro within the underground roadways.  Some were wearing spiky green backpacks while others were carrying big sparkling presents and old dial-tone phones.  They were each dressed in a unique and bizarre style of curious novelty.

 

 

 


Snowy driveways of the underground Christmas houses, that sparkled with dim hues of decadent delight, led further into a crooked passageway that sloped downwards and out of sight. 

 

She viewed one very large Christmas garage that had its garage-door open.  The inside was covered in red glitter and shimmering radiance.  There were many vents and pipes puffing forth a kind of glow-in-the-dark steam.  A twinkling Christmas tree sat next to a video game arcade within the depths of the underground garage. 

 

How very bizarre indeed!

 

 

 

 A flashing neon sign hangs on the shimmering wall above the driveways at the end of the passage.  The sign seems to spark in electrical radiance.

 

 


A dripping waterfall foams in front of the sign and splashes into a dark vent below.

 

Christmas trees sit along various ledges from far above. 

The neon sign reads, "HIGHWAY TRANSIT SYSTEM: ENTRANCE NUMBER 45. TO UNDER-REALM MALL ENTRANCES AND GARAGE-THEATERS.  PIPEWAY SLUM # X465 TO THE GARAGE OF THE VIDEO GAME ARCADES AND SECRET WARDROBE VENTS." 

 

 

Ellie gazed in a strange fascination wondering where these underground highways led to and if the creatures here all drove the shiny neon cars that she kept witnessing; the neon cars that were driving on the underground highways.

 

 

 

"The children in this underground world drive these vehicles?  There are no parents to drive them anywhere? " she asks ZoAster softly, staring at the bewildering sights before her.

 

 

 

ZoAster's clothing flashes in glitter and glare.

A phantasmic sheen glints off of the telekinetic tiara that is clasped tightly around his forehead.  "Certainly, my child.  Yet not in the earthly sense that you all run vehicles.  You shall learn of this in due time.  Come along!  We have such sights to see!"

 

 

 

 

Ellie continued staring forth at the strange underground neighborhood.  She was silently standing behind the flowing waters of a snowy waterfall, next to a sparkling mushroom, within the depths of a glowing ledge, before ZoAster motioned for them to continue further onward along the pathway. 

 

 

 


Continuing their travel over the crooked neon-walkways, they finally come to a halt before a group of snowy children, standing aloof before the opening to a glittering pink pipe.  Many Christmas trees surrounded it.  Snow rested around the pipe in big mounds, covering the surrounding area in a sparkling gossamer.

 

 

 

 

Christmas lights, twinkling in dim illumination, are strung around the trees and in the entranceway of the pipe.  Snow leads forth further into the neon-shimmer of the pipe.

A pink glow seems to emanate from an unknown space further within.

 

Dim shapes of cute log cabins and snowy Christmas trees, along with sparkling mounds of large presents, fill the confines of the  darkness from further along the passageway of the pipe.  Many vents puff out a Christmas-steam into the pipe's passageway; they are built into the shiny walls.


Very large portraits and neon posters also cover the walls of the pipe.  They are very large and flash in a neon blacklight. 

 

 

 

Many of the dwarf-children before them have snowy beards, sparkling in glitter, and bushy eyebrows.  Their pointy ears stick out from festive headgear pieces.  Their clothing is Christmas themed attire with fur capes covering their glittering clothing, flowing behind them in a lavish display.

 

 


"Welcome! Our journey begins here!"  ZoAster warmly greets the group of travelers by the snowy pipeway's entrance.

"May I humbly introduce you to 'The Pipe-Warp Zone to the hideouts of the Underground Christmas Houses and Garages!  The beginning of the Underground Christmas Caves!'  Your most fantastic dreams and fantasies shall all become realities through this pipe-way.  Is everyone ready?"

 

 


Ellie and all the dwarf-children surrounding the area nod with happy smiles and grins covering their faces. 

 

 

 

A number of children are licking sweet chocolate morsels as others are crunching on sugary delicacies.  Dripping syrup of chocolate delight covers their lips.


  Ellie's eyes light up in excitement and anticipation as ZoAster steps up, through a mound of sparkling snow, and into the pipe's entrance. 

 

A precious innocence and sparkling naivete of peaceful gossamer flowed around their forms, restoring them with healing energy.  Eternal restorative properties of life flowed within this unknown, underground realm.

 

 


"Shall we proceed?  Very well!  You're all going to love this place!  We'll have to don our snowshoes and winter garb for this sparkling, Christmas wonderland.  Onward we go!  Follow close to me and don't stray behind,"  ZoAster resounds, as a sparkling glimmer of snow wafts around their forms from deep within the pipe.

Christmas splendour dimly illuminates the interior while they slowly trudge forwards.

 

 

 

Everyone gathers around in a circle, holding hands, as they disappear into the dull darkness of the glowing lights.  ZoAster's voice fades away slowly, until it becomes a distant echo of mystery in the snowy enchantment of the 'Underground Christmas Hideouts'.

 

 

Copyright (c)2018-2019 ZELDA V.  All Rights Reserved.


Submitted: April 04, 2021

© Copyright 2021 ZELDA VAXANDORF. All rights reserved.

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