She's quite a gal! ( Ink Bendy X Alice Angel reader )

Chapter 2: Into the studio

(The order of some events may be changed in this chapter compared to the original game. Sorry!)

Well there I was, trapped in the studio all alone and with only one instruction: turn on the Ink Machine. Luckily, I still had my good old backpack with me, and my cell phone had more than enough battery and wifi from Joey's place. I started to walk deep into the studio, when, after jumping an enormous pipe, I could see a gigantic room and some kind of mechanism.

-This should work with some dry cells -I said as I put them in their places.

-Let's see that machine -I said, then pulling the lever.

The chains started to move, revealing the Ink Machine. It was kind of majestic, not gonna lie. I actually kind of wanted to just stare at it for a long time, but I couldn't stay there all day. I had to find a way to turn it on.

I started to wonder through the place and saw a room. I was about to walk in when, in another room, I saw him...

It was Boris the Wolf, one if the characters from the Bendy cartoons, but he was lying in a table with his chest cut open.

-B-Boris... How in the world did you... Not you... Joey, I swear to God, if I get outta here, you are so DEAD!

Okay, what did just happen to my voice? Should I panic? Well, I tried to forget what just happened and went into the next room, where I found some kind of pedestal, and behind them, pictures of some objects.

-I guess I must find those things... Maybe? Yes, I suppose.

I was going to start searching for the "relics" when, suddenly, out of nowhere, a cutout appeared. Of course, it was from Bendy, the main protagonist of Joey's cartoons and my personal favorite character. Even being a demon, he didn't wish bad for anyone.

-Oh Bendy -I started to cry. -If at least you were real... I'm sure you would understand my situation. I sometimes feel like you always were the only one who understood me, even if you weren't real, because you aren't... r-right?

???'s POV:

Now I didn't expect that. I'm used to see Henry roaming through the halls; however, this is completely different. Dragging a poor innocent girl here, inside this hell? Joey has gone way too far this time. Of course, there is something just... odd about her. She seems kind of... familiar to me. For now I'll better make sure she doesn't get herself killed.

Alice's POV:

It was time to start searching. Those items aren't going to find themselves! First I went to find the gear; however, when I was about to arrive, some wooden planks fell off the ceiling.

-That's odd... I think I'm loosing my mind.

Suddenly, I heard some kind of weird voice in my head:

-Don't worry toots. It's just that this hell of a studio is literally falling apart.

Ok, at this point, I know that having a voice inside my head isn't normal at all.

-Okay, I'm definitely going insane.

-Everyone in this damn place is, angel face.

Why am I starting to think that voice is not a hallucination?

-I know this may be really strange, but if you want to escape this place alive, you'll need to trust me.

Call me crazy, but that voice had a point. It surely knew this place more than I do, and it's not like I have a choice anyway. I continued walking to the Ink Machine and got the gear. Next was the music, which was in a little room, I also found the plushie in the projector room. For a moment I thought of keeping it, but, of course, I needed it for the machine. The problems started when I found the wrench, which, unluckily, was place inside of Boris' empty chest.

-I kind of feel sorry for him, even if I didn't know him that well... -I said.

-You're not the only one. He was actually a good friend of mine...

-Sorry 'bout that mister.

However, the only answer I got was... sobs? Was that thing actually crying?

-Are you okay?

-Yes... It's just that I've been alone for so long...

-Alone? Isn't there anyone else in here?

-Yes, Alice Angel herself, but trust me if I tell you that she can't be considered an "angel" anymore.

-I kind of don't wanna know what happened... Also, may I know your name?

-I would rather not to say it yet, but I guess that you'll find out at some point. Also, would you bother if I asked you your name?

-Not at all! The name's Alice Goldstein.

-I'm sorry. Did you say Alice STEIN?!

I started to get worried. Whoever this voice was, they didn't like the surname "Stein" for some reason.

-N-No. I said Alice Goldstein.

-Ok, sorry about that. It's just that... I once met a man called Henry Stein. I don't have really good memories about him.

-I should get going. Do you know where can I find the book and the ink bottle?

-The ink bottle is in the animator room, and the book, in a little break room.

The voice didn't lie about the first item, strangely, the frame on the desk where the ink was would change each time I looked away. I asked the voice about it, but the only answer I got was: "If you get surprised by that, then you should prepare for something way worse".

Then I went to find the "break room", but it didn't go as expected. First I spent like half an hour trying to find it. Turns out it was a half opened door. I found the book next to a bunch of darts. I decided to throw them and, without even aiming, I made bullseye three times in a row.

-Where did you learn to throw like that? -Asked the voice in a surprised tone.

-I went to an archery camp last summer. I learnt some tricks there -I answered.

Suddenly, I heard a female voice talking in a desperate tone:

-H-Hello? Is someone there? Can you please help me?

I recognized that voice.

-Bethany Sanders? Is that you?