The Player's System

Ink

"You are here again?" Sashi shouted so that other team members could listen her. Jake stood speechless. Things were confusing and hilarious at the same time. They walked the way to gallery and nowhere spotted this reception lady.

They left her behind at reception yet she was again in the same place where she told about the Red Ink. "How did you reach here before us?" He asked same question.

Lady tapped her hand on the overall to get rid sliver of dust. "I was here to collect a piece of art but it is missing. I should go and report the senior staff." The lady spoke in hurry and tried to walk away.

Sashi immediately stood in front of her and blocked her path. "You will have to wait and answer. The team head is coming to tackle." she glared the woman npc from head to toe. There was nothing noticeable about her. The crimson over with tiny lace at the edges represented most simple dressing suitable for reception lady.

Her monotonous expressions and the unmoving eyes kept looking in the empty air in front. No matter how Sashi glared nothing changed.

Other heard her and came running. The silence in the gallery was helpful to let her voice reach them. They saw the lady making them equally shocked as Sashi and Jake.

Junan shook his head. "Such a super lady in the Live Portal. We have been running on air all the time yet you surpass us. How strong are your legs?" Junan taunted knowing that simple npc would not have given them surprises one after the other.

He was no more lenient instead wanted to know how this lady was influencing fourth task. Whether she was hidden boss to stop them from getting the haunted object or she could be more fatal.

"I am staff in the museum. My duty is not to answer visitors for what I am doing in the museum." The lady spoke sharp looking directly at the visitor.

Junan stepped back. He was surprised to see the difference. Earlier there were monotonous expressions on her face now she was showing the glint in her eyes.

"You got angry. What if I complain your behavior?" Junan lowered down his tone and calmly spoke this time. The lady immediately brought change in her expressions and said, "I shall go to the reception now." She bent her head for the formality and walked toward exit.

Junan was gritting his teeth. Without know type of npc, he was unable to stop her. When he was dejected his eyes fell at her feet. The heels were tapping on the ground and leaving some blots of red color. Junan wide opened his eyes to clearly distinguish.

It was truly red blot which disappeared as her step made newer blot in the next fall. It was as if she was removing her traces very cleverly. This was enough to describe the type of npc. Junan shouted, "Block her. Do not let her escape this time." His order brought others in their senses.

They didn't know why team head ordered however they were sure that it was necessary. Ahram sprinted on the other side blocking the exit. Jake pulled trigger. Clark ran in left side where the subsection was opening for escape.

Albert spread his shield expecting sudden action. Junan clapped his hand. He started laughing. "Such a talent in the haunted object. You misguided us making it look like true. Now it is over. You are the Red Ink." As he spoke the last sentence he brought out his sword pointing toward her.

Others blinked their eyes. She had been playing fool game with them. This was devastating for them. "Fool should be fooled. What's the difference?" The lady laughed shyly and answered. Her reply stumped all of them. She was humiliating them with such confidence.

"Ah I see. Your attitude is enough to tell that it will take us some effort this time." Junan nodded. He gestured his team members to make preparations for the showdown. It will be different type of battle because they were reluctant to use weapons.

Jake sneaked toward team head and got permission to shoot bullet. The bullet hit her shoulder making her stumble forward. The lady turned back. She scolded young visitor. Her hand reached her injured shoulder pulling out the bullet. "Do not play around little kid."

Jake stepped back. He was not expecting this to happen. The bullet didn't give any damage. Junan saw the outcome and twitched. "Guys our enemy is slightly stronger. Be ready." He ran toward her to attack with sword.

The lady remained on the same spot. The sword brushed past her neck. The flow of the blood reversed right after the injury. The sword cut sealed itself. Albert was standing speechless this was strange that their weapons were unable to give her damage.

"Your efforts are useless." She glared Junan and rushed like wind. Her hand picked his wrist. Junan felt as if lava started burning his wrist. However it was not lava instead red blood liquid. They were sure more than before about the identity of the lady.

It gave him some damage. Junan shook his wrist to set free pushing her away. The players rushed but Junan stopped them. Any impulsive action could eliminate team player.

Just that her the strength was troublesome. So they were eager to sort out how to defeat her. "Why weapons are useless? Orin asked. He was thinking to use his mace nevertheless it would not bring any change.

The lady smiled. "Do you still dare to block my way?" She asked mocking. The red Ink was actually placed in the separate place however the reception lady happened to break the seal. The Red Ink forcefully occupied the body of the reception lady and started to roam around in the museum.

Only the reception lady could tell the truth where was the Red Ink yet she was unable to get rid the Red Ink. The Red Ink blurred her memories.

Now it was free to exploit each and every hall of the museum.. The Red Ink being stronger object came to know that some visitors were searching in order to destroy its freedom.