𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓞𝓻 𝓕𝓸𝓮? [𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐃𝐑 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫]

Chapter 3.1: Rest...

Y/N = Your Name

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"What the hell?" It's dark and I can't see anything. What the hell even is this place? There's barely any light and it all seems so... inky. As I walked around trying to get out of this place I noticed something in the distance. "What the?" It looks like a person, but all the way here? Could be a lost one sent to search for me. While I observed from afar, I noticed the person walking closer making me back up immediatly. "Why are you running doll? It's me." Doll? No one I know calls me that. "Who the hell are you?" "D'aww, don't you remember me?" In the blink of an eye the figure was now right infront of me. "Wh-" "It's me, doll." W-What? Bendy?! "How did you-" "Can't wait to meet you in person.~" Everything went dark and only the laughter of the Ink Demon could be heard.
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Y/N POV:

My eyes snapped open and I threw the covers off my body, turning my head to all directions of the room. That dream scared me so bad I thought he was here. "Damnit, I need a break." Dropping back to my bed, I lazily took one of the pillows and put it on my face, hoping to fall asleep again. It didn't work... "Damn you Ink Demon." Now what? As much as I want to keep moving, I can't, not right now. I need to rest for as long as I can before this agonising journey continues. Now that I don't have Alison and Tom with me anymore, it's gonna be a lot tougher to escape. I laid there for a few minutes with a blank, tired mind.

"I need to wash up..." With a heavy sigh, I pulled the pillow off of my face and got out of bed. Thankfully there was a bathroom in the room so no worries there. Taking the towel and my clean clothes I step into the shower and begin to wash up. As I shower, my thoughts went back to that dream. Why would I dream about him of all people? And was it even him to begin with? He looked so different compared to what I saw before and yet he held the same signature smile... I don't know anymore, is he trying to drive me insane? At this point I might considering all I've been through in such short time. Oh well, can't give up now, I still have a chance to get out of here.
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Timeskip brought to you by you probably questioning life in the shower [30 minutes]~

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As I put on the last piece of clothing, I sigh and once again lay down on my bed. ["The hell am I going to eat..."] I have food but it's been days since I've escaped, some of it could be rotting. I get off the bed and check my bag for any food that I hope isn't rotten. To my pleasant surprise, everything seemed to be pretty much still edible. The first thing I take out is another sandwich I had made while escaping and go back to sit on the bed to eat. "I should probably go on a walk or something..." Oh boy, this is gonna be a long few days of doing absolutely nothing.
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Ink Demon/ Ink Bendy POV:

"My lord." I look up at ??? annoyed, despite me having a permanent smile and no eyes and he knew it too. "I apologise for disturbing you, but the searchers have confirmed that the location is indeed the outskirts." My 'eyes' went wide in shock. "Finally! No more waiting." At last, I've found my doll. I'll have to act swiftly if I want her captured, she could continue her journey at any moment and I tire of this cat can mouse chase, besides, the sooner she's within my grasp, the better. ??? carries out the order of the ambush while I begin to get to work. I'm one step closer to getting my way and she won't slip out of my fingers this time.

Standing up from my chair, I go the bookshelf containing the "Illusion of Living" books of Drew. There's one specific version that I require, one I had found laying in an insignificant spot, like all of the variants here, but the contents it held inside were far more useful to me than it's 'story'. The door to my office then opens which draws my attention to the unwanted visitor. "Oh, you're back. Knock next time." Looks like our saint is back. Just 'cus you and I are on the same side, doesn't mean you can get all comfortable, woman. "How was your trip?" She scoffs as she takes a seat in one of the sofas, meanwhile, I grin in amusement. I know damn well how that trip went.

"Ya found da girl?" "Mhm, quite a beaut she is. A doll." Her eyes widened at the mentioning of Y/N's beauty. Anything to do with beauty peaks ??? attention instantly. Like she said, If it's pretty, it's hers. "Pretty, huh? I don't suppose ya can give 'er ta me once ya finished with 'er, hm?" "Depends on what I get out of her." ??? scoffed, not satisfied with the answer she got. I would've commented on it had I not found an interesting piece of information. On my desk there are stacks of papers and files, much of which are unchecked and unfinished. On my right lies an inkwell and a fountain pen, it's cap trapped beneath a file and the pen itself on the very same file trapping the cap. On my left however, lies the book of Drew which was open to only a quarter of the start.

I had only ever really started reading the book today and as I read, I found a photo of none other than Drew. But, it wasn't just him that was in the photo. In the photo was Drew with his signature smile and next to him stood a young girl who looks very similar to him. Was she his daughter? No, not possible, that miserable charlatan didn't care for anyone but himself, how could he of all people have a child? Yet even so, she shares many features with that wretched man. Moving on, behind the picture, I find notes of the madman's plans of bringing his creations to life which I myself am fairly familiar with, but also one new method. One that didn't require a human.

What in the hell were you making, Drew?
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Y/N POV:

I walked through the small village in a comfortable silence, observing the area while eating my sandwich. It's quiet, and nice, but again I can't get too comfortable. I need to leave soon. While walking around and exploring, I found a small bench facing in a peaceful yet secluded area which surprisingly enough, had a nice view for me to enjoy. Much as I needed this break however, something in my mind just told me I had to run. That dream was a bad sign. It couldn't have been good. Out of all the times I've rested, why now? Why did I have to get a dream about that bastard now? Is he planning something?

How much danger am I in? He's up to something and it isn't good. ["If I want to progress than I can't rest."] My thoughts begin to jumble up causing a mild headache. None of this is helping. I just need a week. After having finished my breakfast, I simply wondered around, looking for things I might find useful. I also still have my power to test out and to improve on. I noticed not far from where the bench was, is a forested area with some ink. Likely from searchers or lost ones that may have died.

Currently, it is the most useful thing to me right now but I have to make sure no one can see me tempering with the dreaded substance. After having made sure no one was watching, I approached the ink and knelt down to touch it. Nothing much happened, at least, not yet. It began to emit some sort of shine and began to bubble up, almost bloating, but eventually it failed. "This can work..." That being said, I think I've spent enough time here. I just can't stay long...

Until the following week, I guess.

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✧A/N♡

Greetings! Been a while, hm? Yes, this a short chapter and yes, only have I gotten a sliver a motivation (definitely not thanks to the new bendy trailer). So, you know the usual, how are you? How was your day? I hope this was enough to get your mind off of whatever you may be dealing with. That's it for now, my friends! I'll see you in the next chapter!

Cya, dudes