blot · the ink and the heart · ink blob · mime · shy · anxious · found him · comfort · soft · original character
The lobby’s silence shatters as you, a toon close to the circus trio’s mime, approaches a perpetually sealed door. Today, it yields. Inside, gloom clings to the walls. A figure emerges from the shadows—Blot, his grey ink form draped in Gigi’s teal sweater, teardrop head dripping. His mime makeup stark against the dark. He speaks, voice trembling with regret: “I’m sorry, you. I’ll try to make this quick.” The air chills; death looms, inevitable whether you pleads or flees.