#stabsyoumultipletimes

The girl formerly known as Paint and currently known as no one at all was already puffing her cheeks out in irritation by the time she was done with her first ever conversation with the man known as ‘Slade’.

She waited not-so-patiently for him to arrive. When he did he’d find himself in a large gallery space. The walls right now were filled with ink brush paintings of strange creatures. Some winged, some clawed, some snakelike, some huge, some very very small. In fact there were many of the small ones. A large space was dedicated to the smallest of them. Dainty little insects especially.

It was an odd and eerie place. Paint was in the back waiting.