Please, Take It.

~Part 8~

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Opening his eyes he didn't see what he expected. He expected nothing but darkness. Instead he was blinded by the brightness of the room he seemed to be in. It was a room he was unfamiliar with but somehow it felt familiar. It was definitely not a room that could be found at the studio. There was no ink to be found. There was nothing in this room. Just him.

"Really? You think it's just you in here?"

The Voice startled him. Normally that voice could only be heard in the confined space of his mind. But The Voice was definitely not in his mind but in the strange room he was in.

"Who are you? Where am I?" Shawn called out trying to sound demanding and not at all frightened.
He looked around the room to see if anyone was around. The only thing he saw was a black puddle that had not been there a moment ago. Cautiously he approached it and it began to bubble and rise, taking the form of a person.

Frightening him he fell back as the figure slowly formed. He watched as the figure stood at what seemed to be his height and build. Once fully formed the ink fell away and revealed the person that was formed by it. Shawn felt like he wanted to scream and run but his body wasn't getting the message. He remained motionless on the floor as he watched someone with his face walk seductively towards him.

He scooted away from whatever it was that was coming towards him. Somehow he bumped into what could only be explained as a wall but didn't look like it. The entire room was white. No edges could be made out.

'Where am I?' He questioned in his head as he scrambled onto his feet to stand. Running his hands over the white space around him. It felt like a wall but at the same time it wasn't; solid but with give if forced upon.

"I'm surprised at you, Shawn."

With his back pressed firmly against whatever was behind him he forced himself to look at the being in front of him. His mind raced trying to comprehend what he was seeing before him.

It was him. But also not him. It was like he was looking at his reflection in a mirror but the reflection frightened him to his core.

The being slinked him was way closer to Shawn; a welcomed grin on his face as he saw the fear in Shawn's eyes. Shawn managed to extend his arm out to stop the being from coming closer.

Looking at his extended arm then back to meet his eyes, being chuckled, "You really think that is going to hold me off?"

Shawn looked at his arm and began to lower it but reconsidered. Glaring at the being before him and shouted, "Who are ya and where are we?! Where's Jack?!" He tried to look past the being to see around them but all he saw was white.

"Ha! Really? You are concerned about him?" Stepping closer as the expression on their face changed from sinister to amused.

"Of course I am! I went down to the basement to save him!"

"A lot of good that did you." They scoffed.

Shawn was getting angry. "What do ya mean?! Where the fuck am I?! Stop playing with me and answer my questions!"

The amused look fell and the seductive once again graced their face. Slowly they made their way closer. As they got closer Shawn could truly see what they looked like. It was frightening how similar they both looked. The same body structure and build. Even their features were exact. The only exception was that this being had confidence radiating off of them that could be seen just by looking into their eyes. It reminded him of how Dark carried himself. But looking into Dark's eyes he had found kindness. Looking into this beings eyes terrified him to his core.