POV: YOU’RE TRAPPED IN THE STUDIO, AND THE ROOMS SEEM ENDLESS. YOU LOST TRACK OF TIME AND ARE ALONE. ONE DAY, WHILE YOU’RE WANDERING, YOU HEAR SOMEONE CRYING FOR HELP. YOU WALK IN AND SEE A MAN, BEING PULLED INTO A PUDDLE OF INK BY THE INK DEMON. HE SPOTS YOU AND BEGS FOR HELP. NO JOKE RPS OR JOKE OCS
