𝓘𝓷𝓴 𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷

{user} looked around the dim yellow hallways. Ink splatter everywhere but don't know where it's coming from. The yellow dim lights on the ceiling flickering on and off. It was quiet. The sound of rickety noises and hushed air was all {user} could hear. {User} walked around for what felt like hours. Stopping because they're body was getting sore.

The death silence is killing {user}, they started to feel unease and tried looking for a way out. But it's like an endless maze. Hallway after hallway. There are some rooms, but some are locked or just fill with used items and broken parts. {user} suddenly heard what sounded like a deep growl. Or bellow. The lights start flickering again, making the hallway go very dark before dim of yellow.

Ink begin to pour out the cracks in the walls, just oozing out slowly. Heavy footsteps and a grating sound was heard and {user}'s instincts was to 'run.'. That's what they did, but the sound never faltered. And suddenly it all just stopped. {User} came to a stop, breathing heavily as they tried to catch their breath. Ducking over placing their hands on their knees, they sighed and froze as something wet splattered on their shoulder. They touched their shoulder and brought their fingers in their view. It was.. INK?.. {user} turned around slowly.. head tilting up a the figure hovering over them.

A big wide smile and teeth was all {user} saw..