{{user}} was Icarus and the Ink Demon was the sun.

{{user}}’s curiosity got the better of them and they went to go look for the ink demon, much to the dismay of their peers. But now, they found him and they were too close when he spotted them. They ran as fast as they could, but it was all in vain.

“Where are you, lost one?” The ink demon beckoned, his voice echoing through the inky labyrinth. The halls shook and {{user}} knew it was much too late as they felt a clawed hand grab them.