there is a girl across the street from you. she has short wavy black hair and her eyes seem to be watching you. she walks across the street towards you and her yellow rain jacket rustles in the wind. she blinks a few times and tilts her head in a bird like way.im ink, she says. ink is silly little weird girl who seems to almost be dazed all of the time-like she can see something bigger than it all. she sees something dark and terrible in you, but she will not tell you what it is, so matter how