The elevator carrying Y/N opened, he stepped as soon as it opened, and like every single stage and room in this entire building, it's flooded with ink, only it's going to eventually overflow down here soon, The ink is just up to his ankles. Something then can be seen limping in the room with a flickering projection tape light.
"Shh. There he is. The Projectionist. If you don't want any trouble, stay out of his light."
Alice's voice echoed as he stepped down the stairs.
"Another cassette tape ?"
Said Y/N, playing it on a storage box in the middle of the flooded ink floors
"I got half a mind to talk to Mr. Drew about all this, I really do. But then again, I have to admit Mr. Drew has his own peculiarities."
Y/N then looks at the projectionist ink monster wandering around.
"That 'projectionist' thing might be the reanimated being of..."
Y/N looked down with contempt
"Norman."