Yzarc and the ink machine: Chapter 1, moving pictures

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CHAPTER 1

Darkness. I see nothing but darkness, this inky abyss that is never ending. Even if it does end i know he will be waiting there, waiting there with his demonic grin. I knew i should have never came here in the first place. This place is so big I don't even know how to get out of here anymore, and it all started with that stupid letter. 

This all started on the 25th of October, 1986. I received letter saying that my uncle had just died, "what? I never had a uncle joey?" I quickly went inside and i asked my parents who uncle joey was. My dad dropped the plate of stakes and looked at me horrified, as if she was looking at her worst nightmare. My mom stood up from the table and grabbed me by the shoulders and said to me "I WANT YOU TO HAVE NO PART OF MY BROTHERS LIFE, UNDERSTAND!!". I stood back white as a ghost, i didn't know what had just came over me i was white as a ghost. Without giving it a second thought i ran directly into my room and shut the door. i listened to the through an air vent in my room, "We can't tell her about your brother, we just can't"

 "To me I HAVE NO BROTHER! I will not even go to the funeral, Don't even tell her about him I want Dominique to have NO PART OF HIS LIFE!" said mom

I just had to know what this was all about now. I ran straight to the land line and I called up my best friend abigail, I told her that it was the utmost emergency and that she needed to be ready at dawn.

CHAPTER 2

We were ready. I had spare clothes and abigail had all the necessary provisions. With the money we had left over from babysitting around town for a year we bought a bus ticket to go to Ohio. We arrived at the studios and looked at the giant sign above "Joey Drew Studios" this place seemed to be older than me and Abigail combined. We walked in and a person was standing there squabbling around for something, we walked up and asked "Hello there mrs, may we ask what you are doing here?" she looked back, she had long purple hair and wearing a white shirt with grey overall pants. She didn't look that much older than me and bee, she then replied "hey there my name is Kaitlyn, people around here call me the awkward author(mostly because i am socially awkward around many other people and spend most of my time in my room making stories) but you guys can call me author". she seemed very happy in a place that seemed so dark and gloomy, the walls were all painted beige cream color almost as if it came straight out of the pages of a book. I looked at the girl and told her my name and introduced me and bee, she then lept up in the air and let out a big "YIPPEEEEEEE'" she then handed me a letter and said to me "so your the person uncle drew left this place to, I was wondering who this hell hole was being left to.". 

"WAIT, you're uncle joeys niece too?" i said curiously.

"Well you have a very extensive family, Domi" said bee 

"Some of them i didn't even know existed," i said to bee

I was about to read the letter when I felt like a million eyes watching me, I looked around and all I saw was a bunch of ink stains on the wall and cardboard cutouts of a cartoon character. I asked author "who is that guy in the gloves with the demon tail." and without her answering i looked at the wall and author said "That is the dancing devil himself, BENDY! he was a very big hit with younger audiences in the 20/30's but the studio fell on hard times and uncle joey couldn't keep up funding the studio. eventually all the animation stopped all together and it was almost like bendy never existed at all and was replaced with that mickey mouse.". I started to read the message uncle joey left me.

i imagined him in a strange voice like from a radio show 

"Dearest Dominique, 

I bet you have never met me but i am your uncle joey drew. I know i haven't been part of your life as much but that is because your parents wouldn't let me anywhere near you. I suppose to make up for all the birthdays, Christmases and holidays I missed I am going to lump it all in with one big, grand gesture. I am giving you my animation studio and all the characters i own. there is only one catch to this, you must go down the hall and find it you cannot miss it, it has a giant sign that says 'INK MACHINE' over the top. 

Have fun kiddo,

Uncle joey"

Wow a whole building for animations and all animations owned by it and all i have to do is start up an old rusty machine? This sounds like a steal! suddenly bee pipes up "I don't know about this domi, I think we should just leave. all these cut outs are kind of creeping me out." 

"Nonsense, you know since a little girl i wanted to make quality content that everyone can enjoy." i said abruptly. 

"bee is right, i think we should just leave. This place is starting to give me the creeps and I can see why my parents never told me about him."said author. I then started thinking while collecting the parts to start the machine ' if she doesn't know who uncle joey is, then how did she know about this place and about him and all the characters and creations of his' we finally gathered all the parts necessary to start the machine and we finally came to the moment of truth. 

We all walked up to the lever, bee was hesitant "i still don't think we should do this guys", i suddenly turned to look at her to tell her  everything was fine, but as soon as i turned around i saw something standing in the distance right behind her. a bendy cutout but this one was different than the others, this one had a crazed look in his eyes... almost like he was trying to send a message to me saying 'if you turn on the machine you will die, wanna take the gamble?' but all i could focus on was the sign it was holding. The crazed bendy cutout was holding a sign that said wandering is a terrible sin but i was too fixated on my sweet reward that was coming.

I turned around and pulled the lever without giving the cutout a second thought, as soon as i did i heard a big sound. The sound came from the pipes creaking as if they hadn't been used for decades, later we then heard a sputter of ink coming from the room across the hall from us. We quickly rushed over to see a dead corpse on top of a table. it looked as though it was freshly killed, with the scent of death wafting over us like a bad fart. we saw him he kind of looked like the character on the poster but we couldn't make him out. Abi turned and looked to the side and started to tap on my shoulder and authors shoulder as well. We turned to see that we knew who the cartoon character was, we knew because his face was plastered on nearly half of the cartoon posters in here... it was boris the wolf! Author then said out loud "How the hell did this happen!"

"wait, THAT WHAT YOUR WORRIED ABOUT!!! NOT THE GODDAMN CORPSE OF A FUCKING CARTOON ICON LAYING ON THE TABLE IN FRONT OF OUR VERY GODDAMN FUCKING EYES!!!!" yelled bee.

"now just hold on a minute, this might be all just a prank. i saw this one show on ABC or something that is similar. this has to be a prank right? RIGHT!?!?!" said domi

"this is a real as it gets" said a voice from the shadows

"WHO THE HELL IS THAT!" yelled bee

"you don't know who I am but you will soon, head back to the ink machine room there is a surprise waiting for you." said the dark voice. We rushed back to the ink machine room because really who wouldn't want to see a surprise. The ink machine was thumping so loud that we people could hear it a mile away, but we also heard something else... thumps of footsteps maybe? We finally get to the entrance of the ink machine room but... it's all boarded up. we can see that the ink machine is working fine, yet too well for a 30 year old machine. It's working as if it had just been built. 

"I think i can hear something," i said quietly, i feel as though that we are not the only people in this building, as we grew closer we could hear the sounds of feet sloshing around the room as though searching for something. We were finally face to face with the wooden planks we peered in but we couldn't see anyone there... suddenly a man shot up as if straight from the ink. he was reaching out for something, like we had something we needed. We couldn't care less what he wanted we just ran the FUCK TOWARDS THE EXIT. We were running and running and we finally saw it, the home stretch, the only thing between us and the exit was a long corridor while the room was filling with ink. We sprinted as fast as we could and i felt something looking at me again, something familiar. I turned back and saw the same cutout that we saw in the pump room 'WANDERING IS A TERRIBLE SIN!!' it said but now it said more 'BEWARE THE INK DEMON' i couldn't care less and we finally made it bee reached for the door handle and suddenly the floor collapsed beneath us. Down, down, down we went. We were falling for what seemed like forever and finally we hit the ground with an earth shattering THUD. We were fading and all we saw before we passed out was the same person in the ink machine room standing over us. This strange person looked like...Bendy?


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