Child of The Darkness

Chapter 2

Aching, was how Audrey felt as she slowly regained consciousness and many thoughts were running through the child's head, was she dead, was she still alive, she didn't know what was happening, the last thing she remembered was being locked in the school basement with the creepy school janitor while the room flooded with Ink, and him pulling her under.

As her vision slowly became focused, the child found herself staring at what appeared to be a sepia-tone ceiling. With a groan, she slowly pulled herself up into a sitting position and discovered that she was no longer in the school basement, in fact, it looked as if she wasn't even in the real world anymore, but more like a cartoon one where the walls, floors, and ceiling where of sepia color. The little girl also noticed that there was a message written on the wall that read WELCOME HOME in black ink.

"W...what...what's happening, where am I?" Audrey asked herself in a panicked tone, slowly pulling herself off the floor "what is this place?."

The girl was met by nothing but silence, save for the sound of what sounded like a woman crying but apart from that, nothing, and Audrey couldn't get her head around what was going on, or why any of this was happening. Why did Wilson do this, she was just a little girl, only Ten-years-old and she never did anything bad to anyone, none of this made any sense to the child at all.

"Okay Audrey, you can't hang around here all day," she said to herself "you need to find a way to get out of this place." The girl looked around to see if there was any way to get out of the area she was currently stuck in and as she looked around, she noticed that there were multiple posters scattered on the walls of none other than Wilson, his sinister grin leering back at her, almost like he was mocking her. Also, there was a message on the posters which read the following

RELAX

WILSON KNOWS YOUR PURPOSE

THE MAN WHO KILLED THE INK DEMON

"What is your plan, Mr. Wilson?" Audrey muttered, "why did you bring me to whatever this place is, oh what am I even doing, talking to a dumb poster, I need to find a way out." With a sigh, the girl turned around and climbed up a nearby ladder which led her into what appeared to be some corridor "well, looks like this is the only way to go, just hope it leads to the exit."

Not wanting to and around for much longer, Audrey began making her way down the corridor and so many thoughts were racing through her head. What exactly what this place, judging by the Bendy posters and cut-outs scattered around, she guessed that this must have been the place where the Bendy cartoons were created, only, it appeared more cartoon-like. As the girl continued heading forward, her train of thought was soon interrupted by an all too familiar voice.

"Attention, children of the machine, this is Wilson."

"Mr. Wilson?" Audrey quietly asked, was he here too?

"Your friend, your protector" Wilson continued "for two hundred and eleven days, you've lived without the Ink Demon haunting your steps" Audrey couldn't help but shudder at the mention of the word "Demon" but continued to press on as Wilson continued to speak.

"I banished him away, so in return, I ask, just a little favor, among you is a stranger, a little girl" Audrey gulped in fear, knowing that he was talking about her "bring her to me, but bring her to me, alive."

With that, the area fell silent once again and the child continued to press on, but she couldn't help but think of what or who this so-called "Ink Demon" was, the thought of such a being made the little girl feel more scared than she already was, what if Wilson was lying about banishing them away as a ruse to get who or whatever resided in this strange world to capture her and bring her to him. Audrey proceeded to make her way through the corridor, ducking underneath half-opened gates, and pretty soon, the strong smell of ink hit her nose. The stuff was streaming along the ground, like some kind of Ink River, however, despite the strong smell of Ink burning her nose, Audrey continued onward.