'Ink Demonth' Day 15 - Poisoning
Sammy stumbled away from Hackenbush, gagging and clutching where he had been stabbed by the syringe. The music director already looked as pale as a sheet making the rings under his eyes even more apparent, choking and coughing up ink, and shaking as though he'd collapse at any moment. Sammy looked at his now ink stained hand before gasping and clutching his throat, looking at the doctor with wide eyes.
"What did you do to me, Darren?"












