Silly vision's orchastrater, Samuel T. Lawrence, has a daughter named Sarah. He brought Sarah to the studio everyday. As a single father, Sammy did all he could to take care of his little girl. Money was an issue, there simply wasn't enough of it fo...
Joey returnd after the harsh wound that lord Bendy inflicted on him. The fool must have a death wish.
Bendy's pov
Joey came downstairs to the basement where I sat in my pentagram. Suddenly inky shackles bound themselves to my wrists. I couldn't get them off! Joey approached me, a cattle prod in his hand. He turned it on to the highest setting and used my inability to escape to shock the living hell out of me.
He laughed as I howled in agony. It was stopped however, when Sam came bounding down the steps.
He shoved Drew away. I stood twistedly smirking as the bindings dripped away. My face started contorting, ink dripped over my right eye. A dark chuckle echoed through the air.
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Joey was the source of the laughter.
"What's so funny?" Sammy growled.
Joey picked himself off the floor.
"Ah! If it isn't the man of the hour!"
"Don't flatter yourself fucker!"
"I ran into Henry at the E.R. earlier"
"Why does that make me so important?"
"It turns out that your little girl is going through a really rough patch" He pulled out his phone and opened the picture up, tossing it at Sam's feet.
"W-what is this?" Sam quivered.
"Apparently, since you've been gone, she became a bully's punching bag"
Sam stood there in horror looking at his little girl that was drenched in dried blood. He wanted to puke. She needed him and he's been here in this ink soaked hell.
Joey picked his phone back up and marched up the stairs, snickering at his achievment.
