(From @jordy-interacts) Jordy enters inside the dark, ink-covered studio, looking around to see if there is any source of life. She is nervous, but willing to face anything. "H-hello? Is anyone here?"
Her voice echoed through the abandoned building, nothing seemed to be around to respond to her call, only the ambient noises of the studio:The sound of ink dripping from the pipes down to the floor, the creaks of wood straining from the weight of the ink above⌠and the sudden sound of something falling down, the clanging of cans and film reels.Perhaps an old rotten shelf broke under the weight of what was on it?








