”your pathetic.” ink said coldly as he held your arm as you were pinned to the ground bleeding while ink and a few scratches. He stared at you coldly and twisted your arm ”your were so easy to manipulate..you’re weak.” he kicked you in the stomach ”useless.” inks cold dead white soulless slits for pupils stared past you soul into your being core and being yet no one was around to help. This might be yoru death ”you won’t tell anyone what I’m planning..you hear me?”