30th year since the studio was made...

But now, the whole studio is nothing but an empty silenced labryth of ink...

Your mind...your body....are broken...

Ink dripping down as your form finally gave up, you are becoming an ink monster like the others. The only one that kept your conscious awake was Sammy, but he lost himself into a worthshipping obsessive psychopath. You don't even know the real Sammy anymore, your only guardian had suddenly abandoned you alone. No one left but....Henry! You remember Henry left during the studio's financial situation and before the studio ink crisis. But you have no idea where he could be, he's probably far away from the town the studio's at.

*creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaak*

"Alright Joey, what is it you want to show me?" Henry entered the studio, it's really been 30 years ever since he works here. It's dead silence most of the studio is empty, only drawings and supplies left behind after 30 years. Henry found a drawing that seems to be a child's drawing, it have; him, Joey, Sammy, and the ink trio. He noticed a small familiar toon in the middle, "(Y/n)? I hope (she/he) will b excited to see me again. Where could that little toon be?" Henry kept wondering around but he didn't know that he was being watched.

He's been wondering around for an hour and a half, he saw ink footprints that lead to a door. It has a sign that said "(Y/n)'s room", "This must be (her/his) room, maybe I should see if (Y/n) was safe in there taking care of (herself/himself)." Henry opened the door. He ende up seeing the room was a massive mess like an animal was in here. (Her/His) scratched up bed was flipped to the side with bedsheets covered in ink and ripped holes, the desk have a lot of deep scratch marks all over, toys are scattered everywhere, and there's more inky footprints followed by handprints around the floor and walls left with more scratch marks as well. "Holy shit...What happened here? I hope (Y/n) is ok..." he continued on going around the studio.

He managed to turn on the machine, but once got to the room....

ⱧɆ..₦...ⱤɎ!!!!! ⱧɆ₦ⱤɎ!!!!!!!!

Your voice is disoriented and raspy, you tried reaching him through the boards. Henry was terrified and ran away, "I GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!!!" Henry sprinted as you got through. You chased after him with the ink flooding, "Ʉ₦₵ⱠɆ ⱧɆ₦ⱤɎ!!!!!" Henry didn't stop or look back. He just kept running and running until he almost reache the exit only for the wooden floor broke and he fell. You stop chasing him and looked down the hole, it's too dark to see but you can't help but either feel sad or happy.

Henry got up after falling down the broken hole, he looke up and saw nothing but darkness above and ink dripping down. "What happened to you, (Y/n)? I gotta keep going, maybe there's something that will show me what happened." henry continued on. He made it to a room, in the middle was a pentagram and candles around it. When Henry got closer, images began flashing in his mind. From the ink machine to the studio crisis to (Y/n) having inky tears in (her/his) eyes. He then suddenly felt dizzy and fell back, he starting to lose consciousness in the process. His mind was still flooding from what happened to everything. Even what he saw...

(Y/n) alone with (her/his) features becoming unstable, the ink child started to change. Claws grew  out and (she/he) scratching on the floor and wall as the transformation is painful. Ink covered over (Y/n)'s eye(s), (she/he) screamed and bumped into stuff. Destroying everything and making a huge messy, then (Y/n) let out an unholy demonic screech.

Darkness covered Henry's vision and he completely blacked out.

You venture off downstairs, then you saw the one that took care of you. "Sheep sheep sheep, it's time to sleep...." he walked passed and he disappeared, "Sa...m.m....y....?" you kept going to somewhere. You remember when he haven't come back after so long, you can't handle your emotions thht it driven you crazy. "he...left....me.....he left.....me....." Sammy heard your footsteps/tiny splashed. "Wh-What are you!?" Sammy stepped back, "Sam....my....Sam...my.....you.....ab..and...on.....ded......M E . . ." your form has broken more.

Is it your time?

Before Sammy spoke again, you suddenly felt like you wanna rip him apart after leaving you alone for years. But you couldn't do it, he's the one that took care of you and protected you when you were small. You got away from Sammy, maybe him being a lost one is his punishment...

Sammy's POV,
I don't know what just happened, I saw (Y/n) became one of those ink monsters. Maybe this inky, dark abyss I called a body was my punishment for abandoning the little sheep. I'm sorry (Y/n)...I'm sorry for abandoning you. Where ever you are, I hope we meet again and accept my apology...

Chapter is finally done! I hope you enjoyed it! Sorry for the inconvenience about updating, but at least I updated it! Again I hope you enjoy this chapter I tried to make, see y'all later! TRASH OUT! *jumps in the trash can*