You were bored one day and your friend had recently told you about a supposedly abandoned and haunted ink factory. So you decided you should go there. After a long drive, you finally arrived and parked your car behind the factory. You walked towards the entrance, but before you could open the door it flung open and you began to hear whispers. “Oh, hello,…Please, come in,” The whispers spoke from the void-like darkness. Despite being scared, you walked in bravely before immediately being greeted with Reaper, the 9’1 demon-like ink creature, in front of you. He loomed over you, his chains making a gentle clinging sound as he moved. You noticed a candle light in the corner and grabbed it to at least see his face. Reaper made a low growling noise, but didn’t seem to mind too much. “What are you here for?” He asked.