Since you've gotten that letter and came back to the Studio, you and a friend have been thrown into a field of adventure and trouble.
A year later, that same adventure calls for you once again, but now, you'll be coming back for a different purpose...
(04•18•17 TYSFM DAGAMES B L ESS! They helped me find out what Chapter Two's about, then Jacksepticeye.)
~YOUR POV~
I kept swinging the axe.
I finally found the end of the doorway, I chopped up the last of the planks blocking the entrance.
I couldn't believe my eyes...
It was made of ink. A satanic looking ritual was there in front of me. I got real creeped out.
I stared at it, I looked pale, all the color drained from me. Everything got blurry. I fainted.
~Probably a 2 Hour Time Skip~
I started waking up slowly. My vision still blurred. 'Ugh, my head... What happened..?' I thought. As my vision started clearing up, I remembered.
There it was, the ritual still in front of me.
"God...." I got up and looked around. I grabbed the axe back up. I felt like this is what Joey wanted to show me...
I swung the axe over the planks blocking the door. After I got those out of the way, I opened the door to reveal a staircase.
Going down the staircase, I found some lit up candles, a button, that I pressed, and writing saying, 'HE WILL SET US FREE'
My pastel, what's going on.... and how did this place get so big..?
"Ooh, tape recording." I walked towards the tape recording and played it. I listened.
I remember this voice, it's Sammy.
.....
The tape finished with 'can I get an amen?' And I chuckled. "No you may not get an amen, Saaaammy." Then I heard something more realistic than the recording. "I said... Can I get an amen?" SHIT. I gripped onto my axe and turned around. Nothing there. I turned back around and pressed the button, cuz buttons!
I walked down a hall and found a cardboard cutout, again, of Bendy. I stroked the cardboard's horns. "When will I draw you again?" "Ooohhhh such great memories!~" I hummed.
I kept walking until I found a flooded hall with ink. I walked into it, the ink halfway onto my legs. "THE SWEET EMBRACE OF PRECIOUS INK!" I giggled. I walked halfway into the hall when I saw someone pass by. "Hello! Excuse me! Can you help me? Excuse-" as I ran towards the figure, at least I thought I did, it disappeared. "Where the hell did they go..?" I turned to the shelves filled with bacon soup. "Ooh." I put it back down. I pressed another button hidden behind the cans and kept walking.
I found a gate and a lever. "Ohh. OHH! So that's what the buttons were for!" I pulled the lever and the gate raised. After it opened, I heard a grumble or groan?
I walked in, the scent of ink made me smile (I have ink all over my hands-)
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Sorry for the interruption, carry on!)
~Oh yeah here, have a time skip cuz I'm too lazy for descriptive writing...~
After I listened to that little tune on the radio, I started humming the tune, OH NO IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD HHHHHHHH
I pulled down the pump control lever. "I guess I'll take the stairs now." I held up my axe and hummed the song that's now gonna be stuck in my head for awhile.
As I walked down the hall, still humming, I was suddenly struck. My head started hurting, because someone smacked it with some kind of thing.... A metal bat or whatever. My vision turned to a blur as I soon fell to the ground, the last thing I heard was a familiar voice that just mumbled something....
~Smol Time Skip~
As I slowly awoke I found.... An ink figure standing in front of me. "There we go now. Nice and tight. We wouldn't want our sheep roaming away now, would we?" I groaned quietly. My head still aching from the impact of the hit. "No, we wouldn't." Sammy....? "S-Samm--" before I could finish he started talking again. "I must admit I am honored you came all the way down here to visit me." He spoke in his deep, isolated voice. "W-wha--" again I was cut off. "It almost makes what I'm about to do seem cruel." I gave up on even trying to say something and let him do his thing. "But the believers must honor their savor. I must have him notice me." Who???? WHO'S 'HIM'??? "Wait. You look familiar to me... That face..." he stopped. "Not now. For our lord is calling to us, my little sheep. The time of sacrifice is at hand!" Sacrifice?! "And then, I will finally be freed from this... prison. This inky... Dark... Abyss I call a body." He said. "W-WHAT?!" "Shhhhh..... Quiet! Listen! I can hear him. Crawling above. Crawling!" He interrupted. "Let us begin. The ritual must be completed!" "Soon he will hear me... He will set us free." He spoke out.
He walked out of the room, his loud footsteps following... He closed the door.
"Sheep, sheep, sheep. It's time for sleep. Rest your head, it's time for bed." I heard the speakers call out. "This is my end...." I softly spoke. "In the morning, you may wake. Or in the morning, you'll be dead." The speaker started. "Hear me, Bendy! Arise from the darkness! Arise and claim my offering!" Sammy said. "Free me! I beg you!" "I summon you Ink demon! Show your face and take this tender sheep!" He ended.
I then heard a loud roar over the speaker, I winced at how loud it was. Sammy's voice was back. "No! My lord! Stay back! I am your prophet!" He yelled. "I am your- AAAHHH!!!" I heard him. I was then released from god knows what I was trapped in. I grabbed the axe but then those similar Ink monsters came back. I SLAUGHTERED THEM ONE. BY. ONE.
....
Too evil sounding? Ok. Well... Carry on!
Covered in ink, I walked down a hall, which was blocked by wood and a barrel. I cut up the wood. One by one, until I felt my axe give in and it fell to pieces. "Aww, axeeee..." I sarcastically whined. I shrugged it off and walked down another hall. There's this room that was flooded with ink. "I'm a brave girl! I can go through this!" I yelled to myself. I walked one step into the ink, when suddenly, a similar looking figure of the one I saw previously has jumped out the ink. I screamed. "NOPE! NOT BRAVE! NOT BRAVE!" I ran off to the right hall, dodging the wooden planks. I turned right once more until I felt Inky hands grab my arm. I pulled away and ran straight into a room and locked the door, blocking it with wood after. I looked around and saw a shelf filled with Bendy Plushies. I took one because why not, and hugged it tightly.
I walked into another part of the room and slid down the wall. I slowly felt like falling asleep until I saw a can of bacon soup roll down a hall. "Hello? Someone there? I know your in here. Come out and show yourself." I mumbled. My vision slowly blurring out and darkening as I forgot to eat, drink and I didn't get enough sleep. I heard loud footsteps as my phone vibrated in my pocket. R/N must be calling, but I feel like I can't move. I was too tired.
As the footsteps stopped I couldn't believe my blurry, tired eyes. He stood there.
"...Boris?...." was the only thing I could mumble out before falling asleep.
(OMG GUYS! I AM SO SORRY! I STRAIGHT UP STARTED THIS CHAPPY ON THE 18th BUT I COULDN'T FINISH CUZ I WAS GROUNDED! I GOT MY PHONE BACK TODAY! Btw now that I got that aside, I wanted to say that from then on, I will continue the story from here, Chapters 1 and 2 have been so fricking cool, and I hope I can get small parts of the last 3 chapters into the book. I hope you guys liked it! Bye bye!)
