The Inky World Of The Ink Machine

Chapter 4 - Introductions

Dimitri

I was so glad that she was doing fine. She asked me:

"Are you ok? You're breathing hardly."

Yeah. I was breathing like that because I was running the whole time. From an army of, how I learned from Roxana, searchers, from some weird looking creatures namened the Butcher Gang and then I fell into an ink-pool, which magically teleported me there, where Roxana got unconscious.

I automatically ran again, grabbing Roxana and escaping the place. Not only I ran, but I shouted to the man with the mask, as well to that terrifying demon, who stand next to hkm, letting them know that I'll take her to safety.

The man with the mask nodded. I think he knew where i was running. As we were here, I could finally calm down.

"I'm so sorry all of this happened to you, Dimitri. I hope you aren't hurt or anything.", she told me. I answered:

"I only fell down some stairs and hurt my back. I don't know if I'm injured, but I'm ok."

She came closer, asking me if she could see my back. I accepted and she  looked at it. As she slowly put my T-shirt up, I felt something flow down from the top to the bottom of my back.

"Oh my.... Dimitri! You're bleeding!", shouted Roxana.

It was blood?! Did I really hurt myself that much as I fell down the stairs? She was still in a panic and asked:

"Do you know how do I get back there from where you took me? There is an infirmary. I can take from there some bandages."

"It wasn't long. Go through the door left to the pentagram and only go forward. That's it."

She thanked me and ran out of the room. It started to hurt harder. How didn't I felt it back then? After almost a minute, Roxana came back running with some bandages in her hands and sat herself behind me. She asked:

"Could you please hold your T-shirt? Only for a few minutes for me to bandage you."

I did almost as she asked me to. But instead of holding, I just took the T-shirt of me.

"I think it'll be better for you if I take my T-shirt of me. Besides it'll be more comfortable for me and you.", I said.

She gave me only an ok and started to bandage my wounds. I could see her blushing. After it was done, I looked for my T-shirt, that I took of. I found it next to some barrels, but the bad new was, that it was somehow destroyed. It was ripped in two or three pieces, not more wearable.

I throwed it through the room away and sat next to Roxana, telling her what happened.

"Searcher.", she said.

"What?", I asked.

She raised her arm slowly and pointed at the Searcher, who was holding a piece of my ripped T-shirt.

I stood up, took a Bacon Soup can and threw it at him. He got caught! Not only that, he died! Such a weakling. To be sure I asked Roxana.

"Did he...?"

"Yup...he's dead.", she told me with wide eyes. She turned to me and said:

"But Searchers aren't that weak. You must have been really strong and used much of your force and yeah...that's the result."

"Is that another compliment?"

"I think so.", she said, giggling at the end. We looked away from each other, each of us smiling and blushing.

Suddenly out of nowhere, out of thin air, in front of us stood that terrifying demon. Next to him stood that man with his mask of the cartoons devil head, which was out of its cutout.