Unwanted Visitors

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The next morning, you woke up and headed to the main room. As you walked, you remembered the previous nightmare you had. You were still scared, and for good reason. You knew that if your parents found you, they wouldn't just kill you, they would torture you. A shudder coursed through your body as you pictured the details in your mind. You entered the main room. The gang was there, talking as bacon soup was cooking on a portable stove. Upon seeing you awake, they all smiled and invited you to join them. You sat down next to them and talked with them.

Soon, you had delved into the topic of your nightmare. The three of them looked amongst each other nervously.

"What's wrong guys?" You asked.

"Well," Bendy said," in here, people often get premonitions through their dreams. Most of the time, those premonitions become reality."

You were shocked. Were your parents really going to find you? You were scared and were just about to start freaking out when Bendy put his arm around your shoulder, giving you a caring look. This reassured you and calmed you down.

As the day went on, you were confident you were safe. That is, until you heard a pounding on the upstairs door. You finally heard the door break open as two voices talked to each other. Your parents' voices.

You ran​ to find the crew, scared for your life. As you made your way to the recording room, the three saw your frantic state. They understood completely and split up. Bendy and Boris went upstairs to take care of your parents while Alice stayed and comforted you. You hoped to dear God that Bendy and Boris could stand up to your parents.

(Mom's P.O.V.)

I looked around, scowling at the broken animation shop. We stepped around the gigantic hole in the entrance. We split up, my husband going to the Ink Machine, whatever that is. I made my way to the break room, hoping to see our mistake of a daughter in there, dead. I looked in their, seeing six pedestals with pictures of objects above them. Unfortunately, no dead daughter. I sighed, making my way back into the hallway. As I turned the corner, I saw something horrific. A real life cartoon wolf was strapped onto the table, it's chest opened up with nothing inside. I made my way to it, wondering what happened to the creature.

"Who did this to you?" I whispered.

After saying that, the wolf's eyes sprang open as he grabbed me. I tried screaming, but found it impossible as ink covered my mouth, forcing it closed. The wolf glared me down and said, in the most threatening voice I have ever heard," Someone who's sins do not amount to yours, you excuse of human scum."

He then forced my mouth open, letting the ink pour into my throat. He dropped me, letting me drown in ink.



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A/N: Hope you guys liked this chapter. I'm sorry I couldn't update on Friday or over the weekend. I had to work on my newest cosplay. The next chapter  will be posted on time, I promise.

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