Open The House of Odd

He appeared at the House in a cloud of smoke, broken metal littering the floor.
"Hello mr old broken back Man, I've come to say hello." He shouted.
 
You hear echoes of laughter throughout the house. A black pool of ink appears at your feet, and you feel yourself sinking.
 
"Wee!" Of course he hadn't come without a plan, He smiled to himself, not struggling against the inky bonds.
 
You find yourself standing on an endless plain of darkness. Light comes from somewhere, but you can't tell.
 
He hummed to himself, analysing the plain of darkness, eventually deciding where the light was coming from, singing to himself as he walked towards it.
 
"Mr TMITM!" "I'm getting bored, I might just teleport out!" He shouted, beginning to gain a sense of boredom.
 
You hear laughter stretching across the plain, along with a voice, a voice deeper than time and wider than the universe.
 
Beikelan stopped, standing up and smiling, his eyes a pure black.
"Sorry Master," He bowed to the darkness "Should I get Blindfold?"
 
"I have seen your mind, Lila... or Beikelan. A stupid puppet of a greater entity."
 
"I am grateful, Lila... You and yours allow me to exist. But he is mine. This puppet, at least, is mine. Not that it means much to you, of course. You can make another just like him."
 
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