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Chapter 2 Far below the start

As I moved in my sleep, shifting until my hand hung off the bed I slept on. As a yawn came from my mouth as he pushed against the rough bedding and propped myself up as I looked around and found myself in the safe house. I looked down at the floor to see my old coat with black ink stains over it and short overalls laying on the floor. As I bent over to grab them my makeshift eyepatch fell to the floor with the broken string again. All I could do was sigh as I pulled the clothing on and stuffed my feet into the black boots I always wore. Fixing my white bowtie then grabbing my eyepatch and walking past a mirror hanging on the wall and seeing my left eye was a x stitched over it after I lost it a while ago. I just covered it with my hand as I walked off remembering the dream I had of when this place was still far too new to be called a home. Now it just felt like a prison for us all down here. Going though the collation of junk we grabbed over this time, finding some string I went to work fixing the eyepatch before anyone got back. I know that everyone knew it was a eyepatch but I still drew a eye like my left on it to comfort me. Almost 25 years to the day when henry had left and the place started to fall after Mr. Drew wanted to have this crazy idea of his come though. I only came to this world a year before my best friend henry left us with him. 

  I had shrunk down to a size around 4" 1' to fix into bendys old coat and left over boris overalls. I also did this because it was to hard to walk around so tall, it felt like I was going to fall everything time I walked down some stairs. As I started to clean the small room we called the main area I grabbed a can of bacon soup and cracked it open. The stuff was nasty but it was the only thing we could eat down here and I didn't feel like staving to death down here. As I ate the "soup" I sat on the movable work station that Allison had brought back to help tom with his robotic arm. He seemed to break it more then I ate bacon soup, but im glad that she did grab it for him. He and I never really got along but I still care for the guy. Anyway as I ate the soup the metal door swung open with Allison and Tom walking though the door with top carrying a second ax in his other hand. "We're back bud, how you feeling?" Allison asked me as tom closed the door. "I'm fine my eye still hurts but eye guess eye cant see-m to help that." I gave her a small smirk as I laughed a little. She gave me a small smile as tom threw the ax to me. I grabbed the ax with one hand and looked at it confused. Tom gave me a blank look as he walked over and set the ax down next to the station. "Oh I see then so you guys got this for me then?" I looked up at tom then Allison as I set it down next to me. "Yeah we found it on floor 13, it was sticking out of a bendy cut out." Allison explained as she sat down on a chair. "You guys went that close to the angel's area and you took it from a broken cutout of the ink demon?" I looked confused knowing about how Susie Campbell, her turning into that crazy alice angel. Tom looked at me and I saw that they wanted to find a way out. "Ah I see you wanted to leave this place still?" I said this as I put the empty can down on the station and jumped off it. "Don't you want to leave this place like us bud?" Alice looked as me as she looked upset. "At this point I don't see myself leaving this prison and I don't see anyone to leave as long as that ink keeps up here." I said grabbing in the ax and leaning against it. "From what I can see with the ink, its like the chains to this place. The only way to get out of this place it to cut the "chains" and put a new pair on us to keep up in this plane of existence." I looked at them both and I could tell they were confused. "Basically we need to change our body's ink from the ink that holds us here into a form of ink that has the same "magical" properties to keep us alive but allow us to walk freely outside of this studio." As I explained this I could see the worry on Allison's face.

"So what your saying is that basically we have to reform our bodies in new ink just to still be stuck in them, and that there is no way for us to be able to get back into our old bodies?" Allison seemed upset by this thought as Tom scratched his head at the thoughts. I gave a small chuckle and looks at them both. "Well yeah you cant go back into your old bodies, unless I can get to the ink machine and convert it back so that this whole ink process can be reversed. So until then your going to be Alice Angel, Tom will be the mute Boris and i'll be stuck being this stupid ink demon with one good eye." Tom glared at me since I knew he didn't like being called "a Boris". A little side note was that I not only knew how the ink machine worked I knew how it was built because I helped build the damn thing. There was also one small problem with reversing the ink machine. When it is reversed everyone will go back to their human bodies, yeah but the living ink creations that never had a human body would turn into normal old ink. Which basically means when and if I ever get to that machine, all the Boris, butcher gang members, the searchers, and I will all turn into normal ink again and well die. Once you get turned back into normal ink your "soul" and mind would be destroyed for good and there was no way to bring them back from the grave. So all those Boris's Alice had "killed" can in a way come back from the dead they just need a new ink heart in them. Since their minds and souls are still in the body. They just cant move because their is no ink moving in their bodies to have them move. So it's like being frozen but you can still feel, see and hear everything that is going on around you. I was broken from my thoughts as I heard Allison ask us something. "Do you think we'll ever be able to get out of this prison of a studio guys?" I was about to give me response but then the walls around us started to turn crumble and before we knew what was going on a large pipe above us burst open and ink flooded down onto me. It felt cold and lifeless as I felt my body start to melt and reform back into the ink. The last thing I saw was the horrified faces of Allison and Tom as I reached my hand out to them. I saw my arm fall to the floor as the ink melted my body like acid. It didn't burnt, in fact it was cold as I felt my body melt but run down into the cracks of the floor. After sliding though the tiniest of cracks I felt my body reform. I grabbed as much ink as I could and I grew. I grew 7 feet tall and reformed to the best of what my memory could hold. I was not the same "person" I stumbled and slowly stepped and saw a large cutout of bendy. As the ink reformed I turned and looked into a ink puddle to see I looked just like bendy. Ink coving me white face and a large smile on my face, one hand large then the other and I looked more filled then bendy as well. While he had a spine sticking out of his back I had more filled in, like I had more ink in me so I looked thicker. As I slowly stumbled that was when I started to hear the voices of everyone stuck in the ink scream and crying in my head. No matter what I did they would not shut up and no matter how much I covered my ears I could still hear them all screaming from the ink I was made of now. As I slowly walked I found myself all the way up in floor 13 somehow. Then that's when I saw the angel herself, Alice Angel.