Arcade Games?

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*YOUR POV*

I walked over to the lever on the wall and pulled it, hearing a door open nearby. I turned to find the source, but was stopped by notes pinned to a bulletin board. I examined them and realized what Bertrum had wanted. The notes were drawings, sketches of a Bendy theme park. Bertrum planned to show up Joey Drew with a multimillion dollar theme park. I sighed and went back down the stairs, wondering what had happened to Bertrum, since he never got to put his plan into action. I proceeded through the newly opened door, but froze in my tracks as the lights flickered on. A sign hanging above me said "BENDY LAND," but the word park was mostly obscured by the ink across it reading "HELL." I shuddered, but continued inside. Everywhere I turned, there was Bendy memorabilia. From the Alice heads on the wall, to horribly disfigured Bendys popping out of barrels. I walked away from them, eventually reaching a haunted house, powered down, with an exit at the back. I sighed and kept exploring, eventually coming to a tape that I pressed play on. Wally's voice came through it clearly.

"These guys down in the warehouse get to play games all day while I'm stuck cleaning up after 'em! They kept locking themselves out of their own back room. So I says to 'em, look guys, I says, you're smart, right? Here's an idea! Why not rig these games up to knock open the door if you win? It'll be fun for you guys, and it saves me the trip down here every day. They went for it like a dog to pot roast. I tell ya!  If these guys don't start realizing who the real genius is, I'm outta here!" I sighed. Sometimes Wally was a great guy and a lot of fun. But other times... I glanced around at the games for the door. I didn't really want to waste time playing a bunch of arcade games to open a door. I reluctantly picked up the gun. But if that was what would help me get to Boris, I'd do it without question. I only wished Alice was here to keep me company. She was slowly beginning to grow on me...

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