“What the heck were you doing Mr Lawence? Don’t you know climbing up like that is dangerous?” It was Wally, the so-called janitor of the place, looking at him as if he had grown another head, the little pion! "HEY! What do ya think ya doing ya weirdo!" someone shouted as they pulled him down from the desk. He was only going to take a few drops so why dear lord was he pressing his mouth to the pipe and sucking the ink down as fast as he could. Dear god, it was disgusting, thick and rancid as it burned its way to his stomach. Sammy got on his chair and then on to the desk, tilted his head back and allowed the drops from the leaking pipe to fall into his mouth. It will only be a few drops, what’s the harm? Two, three, maybe four drops just to be on the safe side but no more than that” Then he fell to his knees, clenching his stomach, a sick, twisted need gripped him and shook his soul with its demands.
He slammed his fists down on his desk and tore the sheet of music into tiny sheds. Sammy’s eye twitched as his whole body began to shake. Despite the fact, the cartoons were only days from launching.Ī large black inky stain fell on the page. He had to come up with three new tunes by tomorrow because, oh Mr wonderful Joey Drew, decided he didn't like the first bunch of songs he had written and ordered him to do it again. He looked down at the blank music sheets and started scribbling notes. The churring, gurgling sound of the ink pipes was driving him to distraction. He ran his hand through his thinning hair. Hell, he even saw it in his dreams.and nightmares. Every day looking into that creepy smile. It was like he never left the studio these days, work seemed endless and everywhere he looked, he saw him.
Work Happy" posters were everywhere and it was driving Sammy insane. The Joys of Nightmares and the Inky fix series Part 1 of the The Joys of Nightmares and the Inky fix series series Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 34265 Chapters: 5/? Comments: 46 Kudos: 76 Bookmarks: 15 Hits: 2798
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