The Broken Loop

Pov: Ink

I ever-so-slowly make my way back into my lair, Hen- no, whatever that is, it is not Henry, just some. .  monster. .  some demon taking over his body. . . either way, he's going to end up killing me if I don't think of something.

What will calm him down?

Linda isn't here, she's probably on her way here, but I can't just wait here and let him kill me. . .

Maybe. . . a statue. . .

That could work. . .

Or it can make things worse. . .

Not to mention I have no idea if there's another statue nearby.

There isn't one in the throne room, I broke the one in the hallway, where else could I che-

I narrowly jump out of the way of him trying tot tackle me, I stumble into the wall, slipping in ink.

". . . Ow. . ." I say after slipping face first into said wall.

I sink down into the ink before he can hit me with his claws.
I watch as he ran face first into the wall, I cringe at the sound of his entire body -at full force- making contact against the wall.

The impact left him dazed, which should give me enough time to ink travel into the throne room. . . if I wasn't as injured as I am now.

I slowly -and cautiously- rise out of the ink, enough to technically not be an ink puddle, but still inside it enough to (hopefully) be invisible.

Keeping an eye on him, I slowly limp my way inside my lair.

I knocked over a statue that was in the hallway, where could another one be? I think as I limp through the hallways, searching for a statue of me, while keeping an eye out for that creature.

I don't think Drew is doing this. . perhaps it's the Machine's doing, usually when a Searcher, Lost One, or anything else dies and manages to be put through the machine, they normally come back worse.

Speaking of which. . . .

I head over to the rebirth section and open some of the glass tubes, releasing four Butcher Gang creatures; two Charlies, a Barley and an Edgar.

"Attack that creature near the entrance of my lair, now!"

They immediately scamper away to do so, terrified of what I might do to them if they don't listen.

That should by me some time, not a lot, a few seconds at most, but more time is more time.

I continue searching the hallways, I eventually arrive at maze-looking intersections, I remember constantly trying to kill Henry here during the loop, he was always right next to the walls while I was rampaging around in the middle of the hallways, ink-traveling into different hallways.

I flip each of the needed levers and enter the room.

Four glass pipes with ink flowing through them, each one three-four feet away from the walls, the center of the floor is made of a metal grate, probably to drain ink just in case either of those pipes burst. . .which they have, I ran face first into them on several occasions while trying to kill Henry during the loop.