Henry, always, runs and hides from the "thing" he had made so many years ago. Wait - no - he did not make that creature. Coming back to the old workshop was proving to be a fatal mistake. Sammy has been turned into a cultist, Susie is probably that demonic Angel (Alice), the workers are probably those "Searcher" things, and Joey is nowhere to be seen. And that's just some of the issues.
Henry had destroyed the last cutout, that was in the Heavenly toys, with the ax Alice gave him. Then Alice said over the speaker:
"Ah, now that was fun! Oh! But I forgot to mention... He hates it when I do that. I would hide if I were you." As Alice finishes ink begins to run down the walls. Henry runs to the miracle station, opens the door and gets in to hide as it limps into view.
Then, the shuffling sound stops. Henry holds his breath, afraid to make even the slightest noise that might give him away. He tightens his grip on the Fire Ax. The inky black creature looks around and wheezes, "Henry... I know you're here...." Its voice is rough, jagged, inhuman.
Henry's lungs start to burn, he tries to let his breath out as quietly as possible. His breath is shaky and less than silent. Henry slowly inhales and holds his breath again, praying the monster didn't hear him.
Bendy starts to chuckle. It escalates into maniacal laughter. "I hear everything, Henry. Every creaking board, every rustle of paper and..." Bendy looks right at Henry then he leaps to the miracle station and rips the door off its hinges. Henry screams in spite of himself. "Your breath." Bendy rips him from his pathetic hiding place and picks Henry up by the neck, choking him. Henry's ax drops to the ground and he grabs Bendy's wrist as he wheezes for air. "Bendy... please..." Henry chokes out. Bendy's face does not change, Bendy just smiles.
Abruptly, Bendy casts Henry aside. His head hitting the ground, hard. Pain shoots through the back of his skull and his vision starts to go black. No- I can't- not here! I survived the war! I can't go, not yet. As tears well up in his eyes, Henry desperately tries to stay conscious. He desperately grasps at his memories, trying to keep himself conscious. But, this effort brought back some... unpleasant memories. The last thing Henry sees before these memories take over are the droopy, sad eyes of some humanoid ink creatures (though he vaguely realizes they are not the searchers). Then, the darkness envelopes him.
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I don't want to kill you- BATIM
FanfictionJoey. Joey has made so many things. Most of them nightmares. But his worst one is the ink machine. It was also his downfall. The ink. Ink runs down the walls, it stains the floor, it's smell permeates everywhere. This ink has infected everyone's min...
