Him.

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*Aether wakes up in a chained chair*

Aether: Huh?!

*a figure appears*

???: I'm sorry, but you have been chosen for the ritual. It is time for sleep, in the morning, you may wake. Or in the morning, you'll be dead.

Aether: *breaks out* Get away! *Slashes his mask*

His mask was sliced in half.

???: No! Don't look at me!

Aether comes closer but is forced to ground, the figure didn't have a face. Instead, a black, inky substance was where his face should have been.

???: You shouldn't have done that...
*he raises an axe above his head*
Sheep, sheep, sheep...
It's time...
for...
sleep.

Suddenly, another flew out and hit ??? In the face

Aether: ?!

It was Cile, Zonid and Aurie.

Cile: Aether, I didn't know you were down here!

Aether: Where... are we?

Zonid: Dunno, but the guy you just saw was called Sammy Lawrence. He tried to sacrifice me and Cile to Bendy.

Aether: ...
...have you gone crazy?

Aurie: Yeah, anyone wouldn't believe us. If wasn't for the fact we are in a giant, ink-monster ridden, black and white studio as well as the guy that nearly sacrificed you was also made of ink.

Ending on that note, I was making a reference to Bendy and the Ink Machine, which is a game I like.

Ok, see ya!

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