"Why does this place look like it's all in monochrome?" Jameson asks, using his hatchet to break through some boarded up doorways.
little Bendy quickly replied as he followed, "I don't know, it was like this when i was made!"
The pair were walking through the lower levels of the studio before they stumbled upon a sign saying, MUSIC STUDIO. So being the main protagonists, they walked in, explored a bit but right before they left, they heard a groan in the back hall of the room.
"I think we need to go..." bendy said with a shiver in his voice. Jameson quickly noticed this.
"it's gonna be fine, wait here while I check it out." Jameson assured Bendy before going towards the noise. just as he turned the corner the sound had come from, he said with pure shock in his voice. "What in the hell!?"
"HHHHHHHEEEEELLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOoooooo..." A tall distorted figure greeted him with its raspy voice, turning to reveal a face resembling Bendy's if Bendy was made of ice cream, a lop-sided bow tie, a nub on one leg and a humanoid foot on the other, one gloved hand and the other a pair of sharp, inky claws. "You seem... frightened..." it said with a slight evil chuckle. it started to reach for Jameson with a horrific cartoon smile.
"GET AWAY!" Jameson said with a terrified tone and bolted towards where little Bendy had been staying. "WE NEED TO GO LITTLE BUDDY!!!!!!!" Jameson yelled as he was running from the monstrosity he had just seen, with it following quickly.
"YOU CANT ESCAPE THE INK DEMONNNNnnnnn!!!" It yelled in rage.
Time to run!
AUTHORS NOTE: Hey guys! sorry i haven't updated as of recent, but here's chapter 4 to keep you guys occupied while i work on other things. hope to see you guys again soon!
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