Beware the Ink Demon? (BATDR Ink Demon x Reader)

Chapter 10 - Escape

Hello fellas, I've been thinking about starting another book, but I have no idea what it should be about! Another character x reader, maybe? Or some other kind of fanfiction? Because this has been surprisingly fun. Or I could do something more educational, because believe it or not I actually really like science (I'm even in my school's advanced chemistry class) so I could make a book to help others with their junior/high school science classes. Do you guys have any suggestions for anything you'd like to read?

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I groan and automatically rub my eyes open. My head is pounding. I prop myself up on my elbows. Damn, I could really use some Tylenol or something right about now.

"You're finally awake," says an old man voice. I feel like I recognize it.

"Wha," I say sleepily.

I look up to the source of the voice. It's some creepy, crusty old guy.

    I rub my eyes again. Oh, there's glass between us. I sit up, despite me hurting body. As I look around a little more, I realize I'm in a jail cell of some kind. Hey, isn't this the place where I found Allison getting kidnapped?

"You're name is Y/N, correct?" the old guy asks.

"Uh, yeah, I guess. How did you know my name?" I question suspiciously. This dude gives off big weirdo vibes to me.

"I know everyone and everything that happens in this place. My name is Wilson," he says. Oh, I knew I recognized him.

"Hey, aren't you the janitor?" I say, dumbfounded.

"At Archgate, sure. But here, I rule all," he says with outstretched arms. Okay, sure, egomaniac.

"Erm, actually," I correct, "the Ink Demon rules this domain, not you."

    Wilson laughs dryly. "Not for long, my dear. For I've contained your great Ink Demon. He is asleep now, and I intend to keep him that way forever."

    "Well where did you put him?" I ask.

    "That's none of your concern. Anyways, it won't matter that he exists at all after I make my next creation," he says, "and you, Y/N, are the key to making my creation a reality." He pauses, obviously waiting for me to ask more questions, for dramatic effect.

    Before I can actually ask anything though, we hear a Keeper's scratchy, record-like voice. "Masterrrrr," it calls from another room, "youu are needed in hereeee."

    Wilson starts to leave, but I quickly say "wait! What is it that you're making?"

    He turns around, and flashes an unsettling smile at me.

    "The Ink Demon's domain will no longer be his, when I'm done," he says, almost happily. Then he leaves.

    I sit in my jail cell quietly for a moment, wondering what to do. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I see Tom emerge from the shadowy corner he had been hiding in.

    "Tom!" I exclaim. He puts a finger to his mouth, telling me to be quiet. "Oh right, sorry," I whisper.

    He turns his head toward where Wilson had left. As soon as he hears the door of the area close, he pulls a walkie-talkie out of his pocket and presses a button on it.

    "Hello? Y/N? Are you there?" I hear Allison's voice come out, although the walkie-talkie makes it sound very scratchy and uneven now.

    "Yes! Hi, Allison! Where are you? Why are you talking to me with a kid's toy?" I spew questions excitedly.