As you shut the door harshly, your breathing becomes laboured and uneven as you think you've escaped your own creation at last

you know, maybe it wasn't the best idea to come back to your old art studio after like...ages

but just as you're about to relax your aching body from all this panic, an ink covered hand taps your shoulder

"You didn't think I'd let you get away so easily again...right?"

speaks the voice of the ink demon in a sadistic and malicious tone