Batim | Monster Ink au [old]

Awake and lost

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Hurt.
Everything hurt and felt numb
Pain was the first thing he felt. Pain and the feeling of wrongness
The being was stuck under some kind of elevator rubble.
How long had he been here?
He slid out from underneath the rubble thanks to the slick ink he was made of... wait ink? That didn't seem right?
In fact. Everything about him didn't feel right. He looked down. He was completely made of ink, the only thing about him that wasn't covered was an old trench coat...
Odd... he knows this is wrong but why is it wrong? What was he before that would clue him into this feeling of something wrong?
Where was he?
How did he get here?
Why was he here?
In fact.
WHO was he?
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He heard the sound of wicked laughter above him and shuttered. For some reason that laughter horrified him.
But he was awake, Maybe he should explore? He stood up, his legs felt like jello and he had to hold onto the base of the elevator so he wouldn't fall. It took him a while, but he was able to start walking without stumbling. His white oval eyes darted around at his surroundings, curious but also anxious. He walked down a hallway, a closed vault door to his left, an an office to his right. He went to the office, he didn't go far inside before he wished he didn't open the door, inky letters and scribbles were covering the walls. There was a bubbling ink blob on the desk and a tape. He didn't want to hear that tape. He closed the door and decided to stay at the broken elevator. There was only two ways to get to this room. He should be fine. Yah that sounds good....
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He flopped into the floor and looked at the ceiling. Searching his mind for some hint of a memory. But every time it turned up nothing. His mind was blank. No recollection of anything other than pain and fear. He didn't like it. He knew he had to know something. But what was it?
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Meanwhile on an upper level, a perfect little angel awoke. Her pie-cut eyes fluttered open, she expected to wake in her fluffy bed in her room with lovely clouds painted onto the walls...
But instead she wakes up in front of the gutter corpse of her good friend boris. She screams and stumbles back. What was this!? Where is she? This isn't her home! She looks around in a panic. The room is large and dark, there's gotten corpses everywhere! She has to get out! She's shaking and runs out of the room at full speed. The hallway was still terrifying to her, but at least there weren't dead bodies of her fellow toons everywhere. She was panting and tears threatened to fall. She wanted to go home. She wanted out of here.... wherever here was. She decided to explore. If she stayed in one place now she would be hiding in fear. So she picked up a heavy looking can to somehow use as a weapon and walked outside. The entered a large room with a staircase going down and leads to an elevator. She turned around and looked up to see a giant sign
She's quite the Gal!
She felt a rising sense of dread build in her stomach. Alice didn't like it here. She had to find a way out!
She heard the sound of... something coming her way.
A way out is definitely the main goal. But right now maybe some place safe should come first.