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Chapter Three~ An oldie but a goodie

Gary

My eyes fluttered open as I felt something wet and gooey drip onto my face. I sat up and looked around, feeling my head hurt. "Q-Q-Quinn?" I looked around for my sister but she had vanished. I struggled to stand up because my legs felt like jelly. Suddenly, someone ran at me with an axe and pinned me to the floor. "Die demon!" I saw a girl raise an axe above her head but halt. "Gary? About time you got up!" She swung the axe over her shoulder and brought me into a hug.

"W-What happened?" I asked. "Well, we got covered in expired and smelly ink, fell through 3 floors, and was chased by a demonic ink Mickey." She said. Everything suddenly came back to me. The ink machine, the letter, the monster. How would we even get home?

I quickly stood up and frantically looked around. "Where are we?" I asked Quinn. "Probably in the basement. I looked around and found a lot. Tapes, soup, and cutouts." She responded. "What?!" My heart began to race as realization had kicked in. "On the bright side, at least we have a few cans of Bacon Soup!" She took a can out of her pocket and opened it with such ease. She then slurped it down and threw it behind her back. "Well come on!" Quinn ran over to the wall and pulled the axe out. I looked around and saw three coffins and a pentagram?

I was immediately creeped out by this. Is this a secret cult? That word haunted me. Cult. I didn't even like to think of what happened. I walked over and saw a poster titled The Dancing Demon. It looked just like the little devil but with no head. I followed Quinn over to a door. There were wooden planks blocking the way so we had to cut through each and every one. I looked down at my watch and discovered that it was 12 in the morning. How would we explain this to our parents?

We then pushed the door open together and found us in a hallway. We walked down into a part titled Utility Shaft. A floorboard had fallen onto the floor and missed us by nearly an inch. We saw candles near another cutout of the little devil. He will set us free was a message painted on the wall in messy ink. Quinn looked at me then she spotted a can on the floor. She picked it up and opened it; slurping it down.

"What? If you had a bag, we would begin collecting all this beautiful bacon!" She tossed the can over her shoulder and we explored around for a bit. I found a audio tape by a guy named Sammy Lawrence. "He appears from the shadows to rain his sweet blessings upon me." The first line alone made me uncomfortable. Was this guy involved with a cult?

I shook off the thought and continued to play. "The figure of ink that shines in the darkness. I see you, my savior. I pray you hear me." I felt a light breeze on my neck and slowly turned to see Quinn. I jumped back in a fright and dropped the tape in the process. In an instant, I scooped up the tape and hit the play button. But there was no sound for a moment.

"Those old song, yes, I still sing them. For I know you are coming to save me. And I will be swept into your final loving embrace. But love requires sacrifice. Can I get an amen?" The tape finished off with a click. "I said can I get an amen?" Said a voice. I looked at Quinn. "Amen brother!" Quinn said. I had no words. What I had heard was bizarre and yet, absurd. I shook it off and me and Quinn decided to venture further with Quinn eating every can of Bacon Soup there was along the way. We had to cross a hallway which was covered in ink everywhere. Ink was dripping down on us so our hair had become smelly and sticky in the process of escaping. That's when we saw a tall man which appeared to be black, walked in front of us. "Sir!" I called. Me and Quinn followed him and when we arrived, he had vanished; leaving only another cutout of the cartoon devil in front of a pentagram.

I looked around while Quinn inspected the cutout. "Are you watching us?" Quinn asked the cutout; poking it. "You're just so adorable!" She added. She picked up a can and popped it open; offering some to the cutout. "Quinn, don't be ridiculous. That thing can't eat!" I said with my back turned. That's when I heard a slurping sound. I turned around to find the cutout covered in soup. "Quinn! What did you do?!" I screamed.

I ran over to it and began to clean off the soup. "You're so adorable!" Quinn said hugging the cutout. It then let out a supposed burp. I looked at Quinn. "Run!" We took off running; leaving the axe behind on accident.

We ran toward a gate and pulled a random lever. It rose as we were prepared to run for our lives.