The Ink Machine

The Workshop

   You awaken to the sound of screaming, it takes you a few moments to realise that it is in fact coming from yourself. Sitting up in your bed you pant heavily as your heart beats like a jackhammer. "It was...just a dream...just a stupid bad fricking dream." You assure yourself as you run a hand through your hair. Glancing over at your alarm clock you see that it is 7 o'clock, since you are awake you sigh and decide to have a shower, your nightmare left you in a horrible cold sweat and you wanted to be rid of that horrible dream in every way.

   Running the water you waited until it was adequately hot enough, you undressed and slipped under the hot water. A hot steaming shower always soothed your nerves and after getting washed you reluctantly left it to dress again in your usual outfit. Dumping the washing into the basket you vowed that you would actually get on top of the washing later on. 

   Crossing the hall you enter the kitchen and go about making your favourite beverage, filling and boiling the kettle you set out your mug and wait. With a small sigh your (E/C) eyes land on the letters from yesterday. "Suppose I better go check that out today, see what all the fuss is about." Making up your mind you made your drink and went about your daily routine before finally coming back to the kitchen and picking up the letters. You slipped them into a worn brown satchel; you always took this bag wherever you went, it contained everything you could ever need; flashlight, sketchbook and pens, a small disposable camera and a bottle of water.

   Satisfied you grabbed your car and house keys before leaving the house and locking the door. You dumped your bag on the passenger seat of your car and started up the ignition. You vaguely remembered the way to the old workshop and so you turned the radio to your favourite station and began to make your way there. 

*****

   It was midday by the time you finally arrived at the workshop - apparently you didn't know the exact way and ended up getting lost twice. Parking your car just outside the old building you sighed. It had fallen into such a state of disrepair that it didn't look salvageable at all. Exiting your car you locked it and put the keys in your bag before heading over to the front entrance. 

   Trying the door you found it unlocked, this surprised you but you pressed on. The big wooden door creaked loudly as it swung on its hinges and you found yourself greeted with the same hallway that you faced in your dream. "Calm yourself (Y/N), it was only a dream. What's the worst that could happen in this old place?"  Nodding to yourself you ventured down the hall, pausing to look at the posters which were fading but still hanging up. Bendy the Dancing Demon seemed to be the main character that the studio focused on, along with his wolf pal Boris. Sighing you faced the hall again, "Hello? Henry?" you call out to the otherwise empty building. Receiving no answer you keep walking, coming into what seems to be a larger foyer you hum thoughtfully trying to decide what route to go down next.

   Turning right you walk around the corner and gasp a little as you are greeted with ink dripping from the ceiling. On the far wall are the words 'DREAMS COME TRUE', you go to inspect the wall closer and find that the words themselves were painted on in ink. "How odd..." You mutter before turning away and continuing down the hall. This brings you to a room with the words INK MACHINE written above the doorframe. Entering the room you are indeed greeted with an enormous machine. Puddles of ink span the length of the room; crossing carefully so as to not stand in any you frown at the machine as you get the undeniable urge to turn it on.

   Not finding a way to do so on the machine or even in that room, you leave to go and explore more of the building. You walk down the halls and pass the many many locked doors before you find a junction. Being lost in the complete silence of the building, when a wooden board fell to the ground in front of you, understandably you let out a short scream. When you realised what had made the sound you growled. "Ugh stupid flipping board!" You move to kick it, but something catches your peripheral. 

   You freeze and slowly turn to your left to see an open room. Your eyes widen as you see what looks to be some sort of figure...attached to a table...cut wide open...

AN:// Ooooh another cliffhanger!! Well you just stumbled across a dead body, how do you feel reader?? I'm having a lot of fun writing this story so far, I hope you guys like it!! I've tried to keep the reader as gender neutral as I can - I know you play the game as a male, but both guys and gals read fanfics so I want to keep it fair!! Anyway until next time stay creepy!!~