Chapter eighty-five: A suspect crawls

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Dylan looked around, his heart pounding in his chest. His worst nightmare. Darkness.
Her worst nightmare.
He glanced at Cheyenne, sprawled out across the floor, the back of her head in his view, then he turned to Alex, his face visible.
His eyes closed, and his face in a neutral expression.

"Alex?" He asked, crawling towards him and shaking him awake. "Hey?!" He said, shaking more vigorously.

"Huh...? Huh? Ah!" Alex yelled, jumping awake. "What?! What?!...wha-..." he looked around, seeing the bedroom once more.
"Arrrhgg! I thought it was a dream!" Alex said.

"Nope, it's a nightmare..." Dylan answered back. He looked at Cheyenne across the floor still unmoving.

"Cheyenne?" Alex said in worry, although it was dark, Alex could make outrage outline of her silhouette. He looked back at Dylan,

"She's ok" Dylan replied, also glancing at his friend. "She's just...sleeping"

"Should we wake her?" Alex asked, starting to go towards her. Dylan placed his arm on his shoulder.

"Wait" he said, pointing to her body.
Her back that was turning black.
The Demon emerging out of her. And growling, heavily.
"Uhhhh..." Dylan said, now pointing to the Demon. "Nice Bendy..." he said. The Ink Demon moved towards the closet, opening it as he continued to growl, but more aggressively this time.

"What is he doing?" Alex asked, Dylan picked up his Looking Eye and slowly stepped forward.

"I don't know, but whatever it is I'm checking it out" Dylan said as he began to creep forward to the closest and Alex to Cheyenne, trying to wake her.

"Cheyenne!" He said, shaking her, "Sort out Bendy, he's acting all weird again!" Alex shouted over the growling, but it was no use, she didn't wake. "Hey! Hey!" Alex continued. However, in the end he just kneeled there, watching her, hoping that she could do something before it was too late.

Then he heard Dylan yell, somehow, he had managed to activate his Looking Eye without firing it, well, for only a second before a white laser beam fired at the wardrobe, casing the doors to explode.
Inside, a Mangle plushie.

"Oh hell no!" Dylan yelled, "No creepy plushies or teddies jumpscaring me please!" He jumped back, tripping over his untied shoelaces only to be caught by Bendy. He looked up to see the Demon smiling down at him.
"Uhhh...thanks" Dylan said, getting up to his feet, tying his shoelaces.
The Demon growled in response...wait.
No. Those growls weren't the Demons...

"DYLAN!" Alex yelled as the boy turned to see several bears facing them from the bed. They leapt off the covers and crawled towards them. The boys both screamed as they were met with another chilling message:

"No light can save you now" one said,

"I am always hiding in your shadow" the other said.

"I am remade, but not by you, by the one he shouldn't of killed" the second to last one said,

"It wasn't us" the last one said as Dylan and Alex saw red once more, followed by darkness and the tape recorder.

"Hello? These logs are no longer safe, daddy found them. Daddy became them. It's not safe...or fair...
Mommy doesn't speak to me anymore. She doesn't even know Im here and daddy...he tries to find me...he tried for many years but...I ran to Charlotte's house. She saved me, but...daddy took her too.
He lied to me..Now he wants me. He keeps saying he'll fix me!-"
The child started crying.
"But...I don't want to be fixed in Daddy's way...because his ways are murderous and mean...Evan...I'm sorry..."
They heard the girls cries for her brother, sad and hopeless.
"I just want Micheal...He's not as scary as daddy..."
The tape cut off with the cries of the child...the cries of the fourth child...

"That's sad" Alex said, Cheyenne in his grip, he felt her shudder before waking with a jolt.

"Luke!" She yelled as she bumped heads with her friend.

"Ouch!" Alex replied, Cheyenne got up to her feet.

"What about him?" Dylan asked, slightly worried for her.

"How many kids has William killed?" Cheyenne asked, Dylan stared counting on his fingers the amount.

"Nineteen, why?" Dylan answered.

"Make Luke the twenty-first..." she replied.

"You missed a number..." Alex corrected, "Shouldn't it be twentieth?"
Cheyenne shook her head.

"No, that girl, this Ghost Girl, Williams fourth child, she was killed by him and...I think she'll suffer the same fate as Luke if we don't hurry" she said, Alex gave her a look of shock.

"Fate?" Alex repeated.

"He's been stuffed...I think" Cheyenne started to theorised, "These visions from every night we haven't beaten have been visions of either Luke's perspective or the girl's, and I think we need to help them both"

"But how?" Dylan questioned, "We don't even know where he is, or the ghost girl and we're in the fourth game there are still a lot of games to go and who knows when we'll find him ooorr her?" Dylan said.
Alex shrugged, he didn't know what was really going on so he just agreed with everyone and anything they said.

"We can start with going to the next night and coming up with a plan" Cheyenne suggested. Alex, once again nodded. At that very moment, a portal appeared as well as the girl, the same girl that started all this, the same girl that's asking for help and the same girl who will help them.

"Liar" she said. "Adventure and Horror Gang"
Their eyes widened as they looked at the girl, how did she know?
"Save them, save him, save me"
That was the last thing they heard from her before they were transported to their next night of horror and nightmares.

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