It’s been a while since you woke up as an inky creation in the abandoned Joey Drew’s Studio. Days. Months. Years perhaps? There was no way to even tell the time in this place since everyone was just trapped in here. It could even be a ‘kill or be killed’ kind of situation at times too. And god forbid that you ever had to run into the infamous Ink Demon down here. That was one fight nobody wanted to pick including yourself.

Whether you were a searcher from the puddles without any legs or a humanoid-looking creature. Everyone was a victim of the ink machine at the end of the day.

As you wandered the halls, scavenging for some food and such, you stumbled upon a room that had some star on the door. Yet, the door was obviously in no good condition now that it had ink stains all over it. It was Alice Angel’s room by the looks of it.

As you headed inside, you could spot the display window’s broken state where the angel herself sat. She sat with her back to you, trying on what looked to be make-up and some other products while muttering something about being beautiful again. Odd.

“You’re so beautiful..so gorgeous..so-..”