The Studio Stalker

In the dark

(Shoutout to those who know the song from the Chapter title!!!
🎶☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*🎶 Just me? Okay...
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ALSO! For those of you who are wondering, 'am I gonna make future changes for future chapters of this book because of BATDR?' No. That's too much work. Anyway, enjoy!)

No One's POV.

People believe the worse is over. At least for now. More ink is being produced daily meaning more Gent workers are being hired to fill up the rooms for more work.

"So stuffy..." Jack mutters to himself. He attempts to make his way to the Heavenly Toys department through a crowd for of workers. He keeps bumping into everyone in every direction just to get out of the room. "Way too many people..."

More rooms were being built though. Some of them weren't to produce ink which was good for the most part. Yet there was a huge area just installed for workers to sleep in. Many would  be thankful, if it weren't for some issues.

"Come on!" Shawn keeps pulling his friend's arms to the new area. "It's the sleep department! Finally I can sleep on a bed on breaks!"

"Sure looks nice!" Murray smiles at the view.

"I can't believe it wasn't a rumor..." Grant gasp.

The three then goes into each a different bed and starts getting ready to sleep. As the peace and quiet that the studio finally needed for the hard workers, the speaker suddenly booms with a twisted and old lullaby song to burst through.

"Everyone who wants to leave say aye." Grant ask.

"Aye" The other two shouts.

Though there are still some kinks needed to be worked on, everything almost appears to be going well in the studio. Well, almost.

Linda's POV.

It was unfair. The boss of Silly Vision wasn't so keen about the reports of Joey Drew studios. 'The rumors were just big excuses of what Joey really has in store.'

"How about you focus more on Joey than those stupid rumors?"

"But sir." Linda explains. "That's all anyone is talking about. And if you wanted me to find out what Joey Drew is actually planning then I could've just done a one on one interview with Mr. Joey Drew."

"Why didn't I ever sent a woman to do a man's job?" The boss rubs his eyelids. "To make sure this studio isn't more than just a clown house, I need to know why Joey need so much ink in the first place."

"Why don't you ask him then?" Linda never wanted to snap back at her boss for a hot minute. Linda sighs as she sits on the bench for the next bus stop. She always hates her boss with pure fire. On days when work is really hard on her, she would fantasize her boss being blown in smithereens.

Though he's right about the studio mysteries... Linda sighs to herself in submission of defeat. I've should've known to get more into detail then those rumors...

"How I'd remembered it, there was a worker that was in complete danger with his life at risk, and just as I thought I was about to witness a tragedy, a doctor appeared out of nowhere and saved his life!" Bertrum continues. "Well, I brought him over, but it was so out of the ordinary."

Right... There's something about a ghost in the studio... Possibly someone working overnight...

"We like to do this thing before we leave." Dot explains with Buddy next to her. "Where we leave tape recordings on through the night. And if you listen closely, you can hear footsteps through the walls! My only concern though is who is willing to overwork at this crazy studio?"

Wait that can't be it... Anyone who claims the identity of the ghost would interpret them as either crazy or a mad man... Like Joey Drew...

Linda stands up. Her eyes still on the ground but is full of shock as she pieces her own image. If the ghost is Joey Drew and the true reason why there's a ghost in the first place working late is so Joey could work on the machine overnight for his mysterious reasons-

"Especially, those with a big secret. However, Joey Drew is a different case."

"Man of mystery indeed!"

I have strong proof this studio is nothing but a clown house! I, Ms. Linda Ross, will show them! And when I do, they will finally give me my promotion I deserved!

"But first..." Linda looks down in her purse as she looks her coupons. "I need to go shopping..."

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Wally's Pov.

My stomach hurts... Wally groans in pain as he attempts to mop the floors. Did I eat Thomas' cake to quickly again...?

"Pardon me Wally-"

Wally's broom can be heard echoing through the hallways. 

"HEYA Henry!" Wally wheezes for air. 

"Sorry that I scared you..." Henry whimpers a little bit. "... I'm trying, really..."

"No no! It's okay." Wally gives Henry a light punch on his arm. "That was better than last time."

*Not really*

"So what the matter Henry?" "Can I sketch with you later today?"

"Joey says he needs you."

"Welp, it's my funeral." The janitor tips his head to the head animator. "It'll be the last time here, so as my final words here the studio, I'm out of here..."

As Wally makes his way around Henry to head down to Joey's office, Henry suddenly asks, "You ate Thomas' cake again. Didn't you Wally?"

"Yes." Wally admits proudly.

"I don't think eating Tom's cake is the reason to get fired Wally." Henry explains.

"By the way." Wally turns to Henry once again. "Can you teach me to draw shoes again later today?"

Henry smiles. "Of course!"

Wally tilts his hat before leaving down the hallway.

Henry's POV.

How optimistic... Henry smiles to himself before turning back his work. Even with the new animation employees, it was still gonna be difficult and behind schedule. It was already rough to explain the new inexperienced workers for a couple of hours.

The doctor has told me not to overwork myself... Henry peers over his drawer full of glow sticks. But this is rather important at the moment. Maybe just for one night...

Linda's POV.

As the sun sets and the employees start to leave work, only particular lady stays behind I'm the bathroom. Once the coast is clear, she makes her move.

Sneaking in was actually much more easier than I thought... Linda keeps to herself as she goes into the more lower areas of the studio. As she steps into the elevator, she goes over the map that she was given in the entrance of the restricted areas of the studio.

Okay Linda. It'll be quick. Just in and out for the night-

*Creak~*

Linda freezes solid as the door behind her shuts and lock. ... I'll find a key out of here.

Bendy's POV.

"Who the hell is she?" The inkling hiss. He peers over the corners where the strange woman in the jumpsuit. Her sent is familiar... Isn't that Ms. Ross or something? The ink demon looks back at the woman, hunger starts to grow inside. "Maybe a small slurp of her blood would hurt..."

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*I can't stop laughing! Who says slurp these days? It sounds so weird out loud. (≧∇≦)/*