Brooklyn Stein, Henry's sister. After she left the studio in 1940 she thought it was all over. Her walls built up, her smile long forgotten...
What happens when one day she gets a letter from her brother's old friend and her boss?
Started: November...
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(Did you figure out the messages in the last chapter?)
*~{Brooklyn}~*
"A new terror has descended into our lives: This man named Wilson. Ever since, our world feels strained, like a great beast held in chains. The Ink Demon as well as the Angel haven't been seen in a long time. Many of us refuse to believe they're really gone.
But what does it matter? Down here, we're all sinners. Children of the machine all have the Demon in our inky blood."
I read off a note I found in a drawer. Audrey and I went through a hallway, where we found a mirror. She examined her now glowing yellow eyes, inky black hair, and outfit which was now halfway ink.
I took a moment to examine myself too. My hair which was once tied in a braid was now loose and had ink stuck in it. My blue jeans, and sleeveless top also had ink splotches on them, and my eyes which were also glowing yellow, still had my irises which were now an inky black.
We walked into a room which had a closed off door with a number lock on it. "Hmm." I thought as Audrey played a tape recorder.
Dale Little
"Yeah, so these Gent Corporation boys are kinda strange.
Every time I come back to work, they've put in even more of their pointless gadgets. Last week, they built some kind of electrical towers near Animation Alley. This week, they added security codes for opening doors. Geez what kind of work do they think we do here anyway? Last time I checked we make toys and silly cartoons. This ain't Fort Knox! You know what I mean? Now it's my job to look over these shipping invoices AND remember a bunch of numbers? No freaking thank you! I'm just going to record the door code here so I don't forget it: The code is 451. And if Mister Drew or Mister Grey asks, you didn't hear it from me.
I remember those times. Gent would be everywhere in the studio adding something new, even when we didn't need it!
I had walked into the toy shop one morning and they were installing something right outside my office. I couldn't get in there the whole day!
I sighed and walked over to the door putting in the correct number combination. I pressed the button and the gate opened.
We walked into a stair shaft and walked down finding a tape on a desk along with a note with another halo on it.
It was the second rhyme.
"With a Queen they both shall rule, And be rid of he who plays the fool. The machine it quakes. Will the end be our fate?"
