I'M NOT DIED! Hello, my readers! (if you there). Last time I'm posted last chapter, I've got sick, so I can't write chapters. But now I already feel good. Thanks you for your patience!
Let the story continue!
Author POV
Y/n became even more uncomfortable. Approaching the entrance to the ink car, she realized that the Board has moved to its original place. Or someone back was boarded up. Approaching the boards was scarier with the fact that she had no weapons. Everywhere was a huge spot of ink. Like the whole Studio. Finally going to obsessed with the boards, IT happened.
A large, terrible, but familiar being from the ink reached out to her. All she had in her head were the words "Run and don't stop" . As soon as she ran, there were explosions of ink pipes. The exit was close. There are only 6 steps left to it.
But, as always, fate at the right moment turned away to drink coffee. Y/n forgot about the hole at the exit. In the last second realizing that there loophole, she attempted to Dodge. Unfortunately it was too late. Our heroine fell into a damn hole. The last thing she saw was an ink hand reaching for her. Then darkness...
Y/n POV
I opened my eyes, seeing only darkness. I died, and now I'm in heaven? What's the matter? Moving away from the shock, the memory of the last hours filled my mind.
Ink creature. IT was alive and trying to reach me. But despite all, IT seemed very familiar... PRECISELY! IT reminded me of Bendy. But how? And why? Thinking about it my head was filled with even more questions. Okay, no time to think about it. We need to get out of this hellhole. GREAT, now my problem is deeper and deeper, just like the surface.
Trying to stand I realized that I was just in a room where almost EVERYTHING is covered with ink. Literally ALMOST EVERYTHING. Looking around I noticed the lever. He's already dust pull. Still, someone is here, or at least was. Still scared. Noticing the door, and passing through it, I saw a corridor with a ladder. When he reached the end, there was another door. Behind the door was a room with an axe shelf. No axe. There were also barrels and a table. Rummaging through the barrels, I found a spare axe in one of them. The gods have heard my prayers!
In the next room, guess what? PENTAGRAM! FUCKING PENTAGRAM! EVEN WITH A BUNCH OF COFFINS! WHAT'S GOING ON IN THE STUDIO!?
Okay, okay, just stay calm. Need to as the to circumvent the pentagram. Neatly. As always, fate hates me. I hit the pentagram. Touching her made me sick, sick. There were visions I couldn't remember. I fell unconscious...
To be continued...
A/n: I finished this chapter! YAY! I hope you enjoyed my story! Whrite in comments your impressions. And if there are mistakes or you want to add something do not hesitate!
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