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"Wh… what's this?!" Mirii's right hand went on her opened mouth.
Several images of Inklings were scattered around the walls: their faces were completely white, as their limbs were either thin or large… their eyes had each their own sizes too. Their mouths were opened wide, except the mouth of an Inkling woman, which was shut.
The girl's heart began beating a bit faster: she took some steps towards the room's middle point.
"… no, it can't be an elaborate drawing…" She swallowed silently. "I have seen many photos in my life, as well as learning more in the art of photography…" Her left hand went above her right one, covering her face's bottom side. "… I can't ignore the feeling I'm seeing the biggest photo ever possible…!"
Her face began frowning slightly.
"… Mirii!" Her head turned left and right. "Appear in front of me, at once!"
No…
"Uhm?!" Mirii frowned even more. "And why you are refusing to"
Fear… fear…
Mirii's mouth stood open, as she kept looking at her left side, directly on the Inkling man's neck.
"… fear of this room?" Mirii's head rose, turning forward.
… cry… sniff…
"Wh?!" Mirii's eyes grew a bit. "Mirii, do you happen to know anything about this room?!"
Sad… … sad…
"Please, you have to speak more than those few words!" Mirii bended forward. "I'm not capable of capturing the meaning of your sentences, without"
Friends… me… … help…
"Friends?!" Mirii's irises shrunk. "… are they… real?"
Fear… I'm scared…
"… if they are your friends…" Mirii's arms folded. "… why are you scared of this room?"
Because… because… sad.
Mirii sighed, as her eyes closed.
"She's unable to speak to me, properly… I'm afraid that I"
The door opened wide: the girl jumped forward, as her hands grabbed her gun.
"Freeze!" Her eyebrows went down. "You are under arrest for"
"Get out of the room!" The Inkling man on the left waved his right hand back and forth. "Quick!"
"Be quiet, you fool!" Mirii snorted. "Raise your hands and"
Feet! Feet!
Immediately the girl's head lowered: her shoes were assuming a rounder shape. Mirii gasped loudly, as she rose her right foot: ink was coming down from it. Two Inkling men grabbed the girl and lifting her: her right hand opened, as her gun fell on the ground. The two men carried Mirii towards the opened door.
An Inkling woman pulled the door back, closing it.
"We have to bring her to the lab, come on!" The Inkling man on the right was holding the girl with both his hands.
"Let's use the elevator!" The Inkling man on the left frowned a bit, as he began running along with the other man.
Mirii's eyes expanded, as she yelped a bit.
"Wh-what's happening to me?!" Her eyes squeezed a bit. "M-my feet are burning…!"
The Inkling woman passed the two men, with her fists clenched and her feet pushing her fiercely, as if she was jumping. She stopped in front of a wooden door, pushing it forward.
"I'll use the stairs!" The woman sprinted towards the stairs pointing upwards.
The two men entered inside a small room, with a light coming from the ceiling: they lowered Mirii, as her feet almost touched the ground. The man on the right pushed the door back with his left foot, while the man left pushed the button located at the top-left side of a column with his left elbow: there are several buttons spread all around, as the one pressed had the number 50 on it.
Suddenly, the floor shook before a crackling noise blasted in the air. Mirii's eyes squeezed, as her mouth flattened.
"What kind of elevator is this?!" Her hands went each on her closest ear. "Nnnggh… I-I can't ignore the pain… aaah, aaaah!"
Her mouth opened, as she yelped even louder.
"Hold on! We will soon take the Painter Converter off you!" The man on the left frowned.
"Th-the Painter Converter…?!" Mirii's head turned to her right, as her irises shrunk.
"I knew you would enter inside that room!" The man on the right snorted. "Knowing your fame, obviously you already managed to guess almost all the events running in here!"
Mirii's mouth opened.
"Fame…?"
"Luckily we received the warning!" The man on the left turned his head to the left. "That knuckle-head should had told us about it sooner, though! Mirii couldn't possibly know the dangers of that room!"
"… I'm starting to understand the situation, here…" Her head rose, as she yelped once. "I'll take advantage of this… once my feet are completed healed." Her teeth gritted, as sweat formed on her forehead.
Ding!
The door opened, as the two Inklings walked out of the elevator, grasping the girl: once out, the two lifted Mirii upwards, as they rushed towards a large, metallic double-door. Mirii's mouth opened, as her head turned left and right, watching the horizontal hallway for a half a second, before tilting her head forward.
The double-door tilted forward, releasing a small screeching sound. The girl's eyes expanded.
"I wasn't expecting such use of technology on that door…" Her neck lifted a bit. "But wait… wh-what I'm seeing?!"
Large bulbs were attached each on a pillar, containing one Zapfish. Several white tables were spread on the floor, either holding papers or monitors having each a case standing below the table. Chairs were near the tables and large, clear capsules positioned in between the pillars.
"Is this a lab?!" Her head turned around. "Tables and various equipment are scattered around without any logicAH!"
Mirii's feet went inside a large basin-like object, containing green ink: slowly, its color was changing into yellow. Her teeth gritted, as her arms stretched downwards and her irises shrunk. The ink color was now changing into orange. The Inkling man on the left folded his arms.
"Stay there for a while and you should be fine." He turned his head towards the other one. "Jak…"
"Yeah?" Jak folded his arms, as his head was lowered and pointed at Mirii.
"Do you think it's a good idea asking for the Perfectionist help?" He smiled a bit.
Mirii's head kept turning towards one of them: her eyes squeezed a bit, as her lips pressed against each other.