Today was the day you'd pay a visit. You had your (2nd F/C) backpack which contained a few things like your phone, wallet and other things. You oddly decided to bring a bottle of water. You also decided to wear a black t-shirt with (F/Animal) on it and black pedals. You slip on your shoes and locked your door. After that you got on your motorcycle, put a helmet on and rode off.
<one motorcycle ride later>
You parked your vehicle (made sure it was secured along with your helmet) and then stared at the place. The place looked kind of fine and a wave of nostalgia hit you along with that nagging feeling from yesterday.
'Was this REALLY a good idea?'
'Eh. I don't see what's the problem.'
'But (Y/N) you don't even-'
'Ssh. Ssh. Quiet child.'
Great. Now you were having a mental argument with yourself. You walked to the door. You pushed away all negative thoughts with a "fuck it, YOLO" and opened it. You gasped in surprise as you saw that there were a few lights working.
"Maybe Joey just keeps this place in somewhat a good condition.." You mumbled to yourself. It was quite odd. There was nothing eerie about the place so why were you so scared? Was it the feeling of being watched? You couldn't tell.
You stared at the posters of the cartoons you and the crew used to do. Even more nostalgia hit you.
There was an old cinema projector running but no film. Beside the white screen was a Bendy cut out.
"Who could've left this on?" You wondered, trying to shut the thing off. Your attempts were in vain however.
"Oh well. The electricity bill isn't my problem... If there is one.." You mumbled again, slightly confused.
You wondered around the old place for a while. Most of the rooms were locked and there were creepy messages in black ink. You suddenly came across a weird looking machine. Kinda looked like the tip of a gas mask.
"Ink machine,"you read the title aloud and then started to examine it. "Wonder how you turn it on?" It seemed that there was insufficient ink to get it to work. You walked around more and saw something that almost made you spill out your breakfast.
Boris. Dead. Chained. No guts.
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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...
