Reanimate The Future

Chapter 4: Back From The Dead?

The pipes flowing with ink creaked being the wooden wall of the studio. Creaking echoing in the empty corridors. Keeping the creepy and desolate atmosphere constant within the halls. Words scrawled over the woods, making sense but with no context behind them. No clue as to who was the one behind the words. Lurking deeper into the studio now was Henry and Bridgette. Still knocked out and tied to a post. Thick rope making them one with the post they were bonded too. With the figure slumped over in a chair, resting its arms on its legs. A pair of tattered overalls hung on the figures body. With a mask to hide the face which lurking behind the darkness. The mask of the dancing demon itself
... Bendy.

After a while of waiting around Henry and Bridgette started to stir awake. Henry shook his head to try and gain any kind of consciousness he could. Feeling the whole world spinning around him. Not having a clue where he was at the moment. Slowly starting to see the figure sitting in the chair watching the pair of them. Making him flinch backwards and smacking his head against the post behind him. Groaning slightly as he tried to disperse the pain that was rattling around in his head. Finally starting to get his vision back as well as his head back onto his shoulders.

"What the hell is this? What do you want with us?" Questioned Henry as he tried to pull against the ropes that blinded him to the post behind him, having no luck as he stared down the figure ahead of him.

"Stay calm little Sheep... you are but a piece to a much bigger solution" Spoke the figure as it stood up from the chair, stalking over towards Henry and Bridgette held in place by the rope.

"What's the supposed to mean?" Snapped Bridgette as she finally perked up from her unconscious state, making Henry roll his eyes and prayed that she wouldn't make things worse for the pair of them in their current state.

"I'd keep that lip shut if I were you... wouldn't want me to sacrifice you too soon" Replied the figure as it gripped her chin slightly, making her look directly into the eyes of the mask which weren't even cut out.

Seeing her skin turn pale and her eyes fill with terror. Watching the figure stalk back off to the chair, bending down slightly to grip the axe that was resting beside the chair. Regaining its posture as turning around to look at the pair of them again. Axe resting in both hands as it looked up and down, before stalking back over to the pair of them.

"You... you look familiar" Stated the figure as it drew its face ever closer to Henry's, inspecting every angle of it and almost trying to gather a scent.

"One of the old animators weren't you?" Questioned the figure as it titled its head slightly, the eyes of the mask starring directly into Henry's soul.

"I was the animators son Henry" Answered Henry as he tried to work out who was the voice behind the mask, so many names rattling around inside his head as he tried to put them with a face.

"Ben's Son... what brought you back here?... was it that alluring demon?" Questioned the figure as it took a few steps back, turning its head to look at the ceiling taking in a deep sadistic breath of insanity.

"Alluring demon? Are you talking about Bendy?" Asked Henry as he gave the figure a raised eyebrow, thinking that was the only demon that he could possibly be talking about.

"Not exactly... I'm talking about the demon's human friend" Chuckled the figure as it stalked back over towards Henry, gripping his collar and bringing Henry's face inches from the figure's.

"That girl... she is the reason for our suffering... all of us... trapped here for eternity... unless she gives in..." The figure spat through gritted teeth, forcefully shoving Henry's collar back making Henry hit the post behind him again.

"What are you talking about?" Questioned Henry as his eyes grew wider with horror, starting to fear for their lives realising the figure was starting to lose it.

"That girl might thinks she walks with the demon... but they are walking to separate paths" Answered the figure as it walked back over to the chair, then starting to pace back and forth ahead of Henry starting to make him nervous.

"And as for you waltzing into my sanctuary... well I can't let that go now" Stated the figure as it quickly turned its head to look directly at Henry, gripping the axe in its hand as it started to stalk back over to them.

"Sammy... what... what happened to you?" Questioned Henry as he started to let the fear seep into his voice, now starting to become concrete with what was really going on within these walls.

"That doesn't matter now does it?... all that matters is that you pay for trespassing in my sanctuary" Shouted Sammy as he lunged towards Henry, the axe raised above his head and ready to bring that blade down on Henry.

Suddenly a crash from behind one of the doors. Making All of them freeze in their places and look towards the door. Slowly Sammy dropped the axe on the floor and stalked over to the door. Kicking it down and taking a frantic look behind it. Takings few steps inside only to fall through the fall of the studio, hearing the scream echoing through out the halls. Making Henry and Bridgette gaze on disbelief, starting to become concerned with everything going on.

"What are we gonna do now?" Screeched Bridgette as she started pulling on the ropes trying to get free, knowing that it was hopeless and soon gave up and sighed.

Henry stayed silent, looking at the ground as memories came flooding back to him. Seeing his friend falling down the halls of the studio. Letting a couple of tears slip from his eyes. Visualising Cherry falling down the halls and eventually coming to her demise. Suddenly the pair of them were snapped out of their thoughts when a cloud of dust and rubble erupted in front of them. Making both of them look in the direction of the rubble. Hearing groaning and mumbling as they saw a figure starting to emerge from the smoke. Coughing and spluttering, you could see them trying to clear the cloud of dust.

Eventually the figure emerged from the cloud of smoke and Henry's mouth went wide with shock. His eyes filling with horror and disbelief, finally trying to his voice to say anything.

"Cherry?" Questioned Henry as he looked the figure dead in the eyes, not sure if what he was seeing was real...