Close Up ( A Batim Fanfic) (henryx bendy?)

Chapter 16: " Is this a feeling of something about to happen"

I walked out of the bathroom, with a t shirt and some underwear, my hair still wet. Hmm, thats odd. Tom and Sammy weren't in the room, but the lights were on. They must've went and got something, which I wouldn't blame them. There was so much tension between everyone, I thought i would suffocate. I just need to focus on getting out of here, but then I thought. Everyone wants out of here. They just don't have access. But every time I would think of a way out, it always involved Joey. God why couldn't this be easy. I paced the floor, the energy and will to find a way out kept me going, even if I was utterly weak. The walls were clean, but I could barely see a little cut out just next to the dresser, the wall paper was yellowing, and had started to peel. I could feel my fingertips tingle just a little, as a voice very faintly said to trust my instinct. It wasn't something normal, this feeling. I allowed this invisible current to lead me to the wall, and guide my hands to where I needed to pull up. You could imagine how amazed I was when I found writing on the wall. But It seemed to glow a little. "You will find it". The words seemed to stain my eyes, as I read it over and over again. This place was so strange. I traced the words over and over again, hoping to keep that feeling in my arms. Then I noticed it, my arms started to glow a little too. The room went dark, and all I could see was my body glowing with the words fading. "Wow." I stared down at myself. 

" Henry?" I turned around to see Sammy and Tom in the door way, the sound of their cups hitting the floor out rang the sound of my heart beating. " How?" Sammy managed to say before Tom started to quickly walk towards me. I felt something sturr in me. Like fear. But it was so sad. Pitiful. I just had to back up, but I ended backing up into the wall knocking a large heavy glass mirror off, Tom pushing me over, with me ending on the night stand as I screamed to stop, tears burning my eyes, as I struggled to try to calm myself down a little. But it didn't work, as I tried to push him away from me, keeping some distance between me and him. I wanted to just lay there and cry, let the past few hours seep right out of my eyes through my tears. My voice just barely made it above my heart beat. " P-please ". He didn't stop, he only tried to get closer. " Tom give him some space" Sammy tried pushing him away gently, but ended up getting socked in the face, only making me more upset. I felt myself breaking, my paradise like mind tearing at the seams. God would everyone stop. I was so desperate for some type of peace. But as soon as that thought soaked in my mind, I felt arms wrap around me. I let out a noise that didn't sound like me. It sounded like a mother lamenting for a child, you know like those myths....what was it called, Ia la'rosa ( correct me if im wrong if any of you know the myth and where it came from!) or like a banshee. I felt my emotion's blossom. I let the world around me to swirl into one, and then into black as I closed my eyes, just for a moment. But I opened them again to see Tom's body against mine, trying to comfort me, gently. I couldn't hear anything they were saying for a moment. Just a moment. But as soon as I could hear again, life was back, like nothing had happened. Tom was shuddering, like he was crying. but he wasn't, he just held on to me. I let my body go limp, letting him take full control, as I grew more tired. He rubbed my back, as he bossed Sammy around, telling him to go, and check on Alice. He was warm, and had a couple of scratches on him, I suppose those were from me. " I-I'm sorry" my voice came out quiet, but before I could take another breath he hushed me, " You're okay" I didn't even notice but I was shaking. We stayed there for a while, until I finally fell asleep.

(dream)

The things you see in your sleep can be so traumatic. You know, when you sleep, you don't create the faces you see in your dreams, they're from people all around you from earlier that day. Your mind is like a filing cabinet, your brain weaves out things that it thinks is important, and things that need to be destroyed. It does the same thing with events. But if some events happen for a long time, that hurt you, scare you, it might stain your dreams. It will haunt you. I wished I didn't come here. The nightmare started off good, I was with Joey, and Sammy, having a drink, they had that god awful thing called hard soda, as I preferred tea. Southern style iced tea. I'm not a heavy drinker, I don't like alcohol.  We had a nice time, but everything went to hell. Everything I ever loved, ever created, was in ruins, covered in ink, rotting away like corpses. They were animated. Clawing at my chair, trying to get to me. everything felt real, I could feel their decomposing finger leaving chunks of flesh. then everything went white. I heard a voice, that was familiar. Then his face appeared. Bendy, the way I drew him, holding out his hand. He looked hurt, but was so happy to see me. Then it ended.