Sent by Ink

What she liked

  "He will set us free" 

  I saw Sammy writing these words on the wall. "You mean, Bendy?" I asked. He simply nodded, and finished the handiwork. I'm thinking of a plan about giving something to Susie Angel as an alliance offering. I've played enough games, so I know that you have to kinda offer something to the person you want as an ally. 

  "Sammy?" I asked, tentatively. He turned to me. "Do you know what Susie likes nowadays?" He hesitated for a while, and spoke. "Ink hearts. That's what she likes." The mentioning of ink hearts gave me goosebumps. Ew. "She claims them to be essential for restoring her beauty." He explained. "And where can I find them?" After hearing my question, I can feel Sammy slightly tensing. "Level 14. There's plenty of them. But beware of the projectionist." He warned me. Projectionist? Ok. And that's the moment when he suddenly realized my plan. 

  "Wait. You are planning to get ink hearts for Susie? I am not going to sacrifice our guest." He walked up towards me. "My lord intended for you to survive, so do not get yourself killed. The lost ones will heed you, as they follow my orders." Lost Ones? I felt slightly disappointed though. I thought he will be coming. "The believer must honor their savior. I have much more important things to tend." 

  And off I went. There's a lift nearby, and I stepped into it. The lift seemed to be made of metal, and I suddenly felt like a prisoner behind bars. The lift stopped abruptly with an earsplitting screech, then jerked backwards violently. I landed on my shoulder and grabbed onto the edges, then realized that I have arrived on Level 14. 

  Wincing at my shoulder, I walked out of the lift. Inky figures started to emerge from the ink spatters on the floor. They looked so...Humanoid. They did not attack me, but followed me as if I am their mistress. They must be the lost ones. At least I still have company down here... I began searching through the boxes, aware of the noice I produced. There must be ink hearts somewhere in this level. I have to walk further. Still, I'm kinda afraid to do so.  

  "Would you mind grabbing an ink heart or two?" I turned, and looked into a lost one's glowing eyes. He nodded, and entered the interior of the large room. 

  At least I don't have to kill Buddy Boris for her. I smiled at the thought of being able to save Buddy Boris. This boy with a bright future...But of course Joey Drew would hold his hand out to him. His story really made me hate Joey even more. I suppose Buddy already reunited with Henry now. And I have quite enough time to lead the fallen angel away from wrath. 

  The Lost One returned at the speed of light, with three writhing ink hearts in a small gift box he salvaged. But there isn't enough time to thank him. I heard a clamorous screech from the room, and froze in horror. Another ink being. But I honestly find his projector head hilarious because of all those memes. But still...Beware of The Projectionist.