It was slightly dark. Only a few lights guided your vision. The place-which you assumed was an animation studio- looked abandoned but only to the slightest. You walked around and as you did you noticed that there was something....On the walls and floor. Every time you would accidentally step in the mysterious liquid, it would cause you to accidentally scrunch your face or cringe. You saw a room which was covered with some wooden planks. Curiosity got the better of you and you decided that it wouldn't hurt if you peeked. There was something that looked like a machine... You couldn't make it out much. Maybe if you peered a little more closer too it....
Bad idea.
The liquid you occasionally stepped on rises up and a creature- whatever it was- rose from the substance. All you could hear was your ear piercing shriek as you turn and run as fast as your legs could carry you.
'Exit. Exit. EXIT.' You yelled in your mind as you run in unknown directions as the floor was STILL being flooded with the mystery substance. Panic flooded you it raised waist high. The creature was still after you and you HAD to find it. "YES!" You yelled out determined to get to the door you've been looking for. The moment you touched the handle however.....
.....Something pulled you into the substance. You gasped but quickly closed your mouth. It tasted awful and the worst part was you accidentally swallowed it. All you could see was black and it stung your eyes so you automatically shut them. Horrible realization dawned upon you. It was ink. Long arms wrapped around your waist. You tried to fight back but it seemed that it was far more stronger than you. You let yourself just be held by what it was as you knew that your end was near. Ink or not, it would still suffocate you now wouldn't it? You felt your captor's chin rest on your shoulder. As you slipped away you heard a whisper in your ear. The voice seemed.... Horrifying. But comforting.
"Ne croyez pas la lettre"
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Memory Lane (Bendy x Reader)
FanfictionWaking up from a nightmare you couldn't remember much about except for a warning in a different language is a start for one day. There was also the fact that you receive an odd letter that invites you to where you had used to go to work. You decide...