Main idea: Ink couldn't get out. Error had sealed him into the anti-void. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem; Error would come back a few hours later, but he didn't. That was the problem. Ink had been stuck there for three days straight, and he didn't know if he could handle it anymore. The white, the emptiness, it was just too much.
Wait...isn't his blood the color of ink?
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