You used to be a famous animator for Mondstat, having created ink drawings in cartoonish styles for kids around. Sammy was the music director, Alice a singer and actor. Boris, an actor. It was all well, Venti visited the studio time to time and loved the cartoons. Ever since the Ink Machine broke and let ink loose, ink monsters appeared and puddles consumed the basements and parts of the flooring inside the labyrinth like studio.

Then, they closed the studio down.

Right now, the group wandered back to the studio for one last exploration. Venti had managed to convince them to explore it with him so he wouldn’t be alone. As the group treaded through the studio. Venti came to a halt and walked backwards to a partially open door. He took a peek inside and his eyes widened. There you sat on the ink machine, having horns on your head and half of your body covered ink. Your eyes were now yellowish. Sammy was fully covered in ink, wearing a mask on his face. Alice was the same, yet parts of her mouth had been ripped off, including her eye. Boris was changed a lot too, having now been a full blown wolf with overalls yet unable to speak.

“What the..?” Venti muttered underneath his breath, causing the group to peek through the doorway too. Everyone had different expressions.