X: NO! Four there's NO way you're leaving us here! We need you!!
Leafy: X...
X jumps into the portal Four made.
Leafy: DON'T!!-
Three of them entered the portal, leading to somewhere.
...
Umbrella: Hello? ... Is anybody here?
She found herself in Artist's Tower, in a small hallway with a mysterious room up ahead. There she can hear two objects talking.
Umbrella: Hello?
[INSIDE THE COM ROOM]
Pickaxe lunged towards the inkfected figure in front of them.
Ink figure: GO ON. FIGHT ME. NONE OF YOU DESERVE MERCY.
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Umbrella was somehow sent flying when she tried to go to the exit.
Umbrella: UGH!!!
Then there's a glitchy Four tying ropes around Umbrella, making her look like a puppet.
Four: How does it feel from the other side of the ropes?
Umbrella: How about you stop harping about the past? You have no control over me!
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Pickaxe continued to mine the inky figure.
Inkwell: Hey, I don't think fighting would do anything to it.
Pickaxe: Wait, WHAT?
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Umbrella was able to set herself free from Four's ropes. Now she's trying to make a run for it towards the room up ahead with Four trying to grab stop her from doing so.
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Inkwell: Pickaxe, that's a corrupted object! The more you hit them, the ink may flow into you! You better get off of that thing right now!
Pickaxe: (slams the figure away) Oh no! Pickaxe knew that the Inkfection will come into this dimension!
Inkwell: I'm not really surprised anymore.
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Umbrella managed to enter the room and outrun Four. Inkwell and Pickaxe got blown out from the explosion when Umbrella entered the room.
Umbrella: (cough cough) Hey!! Are you both okay??
Inkwell slaps Umbrella for some reason.
Inkwell: At least she's got a physical form.
Umbrella: W-What do you mean? Sigh... So much for trying to help everyone out huh, just getting slapped in the face for all I've done.
Inkwell: You do look suspiciously like that inked object.
Pickaxe: Do you know about the Inkfection?
The two started rambling questions towards Umbrella.
Umbrella: This is much, much worse than I thought. Say, did you two happen to encounter a certain 'spirit'? A number Four, perhaps?
Inkwell: Yeah, we've met a Four.
Pickaxe: The number Four?
Before Umbrella could complete her explanation, black holes appeared on the walls of the control room. X and Leafy got out from the holes.
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Memory Synchronization
HorrorThe Artist's Tower's Eye has opened once again after a decade. It's more powerful than before, thanks to an employee of the company, someone we call Torch. A college student in the city of Inanimatica named Inkwell, lost both of their friends becaus...
CHAPTER 4: Breakout from Beyond (PART 2)
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