My Little Song Bird

Caught By The Demon

>>>Y/N's POV<<<

I continued down the hall, my feet getting stuck in the ink every so often. I trudged through the ink until I finally reached the Music Department. "Shit, this place is in fucking shambles. How long have we been stuck here?!" I was so terrified by how bad everything had gotten.

I punched the nearest wall in anger, "Why don't I remember anything!? I want to remember!" I shouted. I walked into the Music Room and saw that the instruments were still in decent condition. "Sammy must've been taking care of them." I said aloud. I walked up to the projector and turned it on. "Now let's see if I still remember his password." I thought and ran back down to the Music Room.

I gave the drum a light thump. I plucked a few notes on the violin, and then I tapped a small melody in the piano. I stood still and listened for the click of the projector. *CLICK* The projector shut off and I smiled as the metal door, even in its old ass age, slowly, god it was so slow, opened with an agonizing screech and I walked inside Sammy's sanctuary.

I looked around and saw that Sammy had recently installed a set of stairs. I traversed down them until I reached a large, and I mean large, sewage pipe. The smell of ink was foul and painfully potent. I pinched my nose as I walked through the ink, down the pipe, and past Jack's dinky office.

When I reached the end of the pipe I came upon a decent-sized room with two large tanks. On them were two different levers. One said "Up," the other said "Down". At the very back of the room, was a crate and writing behind it saying "Sing With Me". I took a slight glance to my left and saw an inky, humanoid blob just hanging out. It had a fedora on, and it was holding a valve wheel.

I took a step towards it and it disappeared into the ink-flooded floor. "Well, I mean fine!" I shouted. Then I heard a squish noise and whirled to my right to see that the ink thing had popped up on the other side. "Oh you think you're clever do ya!?" I shouted and pulled the up lever. I thought it was going to alternate the gravity in this room or cause it to be sucked upwards.

I was misconstrued. The crate was apparently on a lift, and the levers controlled said lift. I rubbed my hands together and chuckled evilly, "I'll squish this thing. And then grab the valve wheel. This studio could use some repairs and I'm gonna be the one to do them." I said and walked over to the blobish humanoid.

It sunk back into the inky floor and reappeared under the crate. I laughed and slammed my hand down on the Down lever. I heard a loud thud along with the squash sound of the blob dying. What came next was very much unexpected.

I heard someone running down the pipeline. As it drew steadily closer, I whirled around frantically and saw Sammy rushing towards me. He ran up to me, pushed me aside, and fell to his knees in front of the crate. He began to quietly sob. A few moments later he slowly began to stand up and then turned to glare at me. He grabbed his mask and pulled it over to the back of his head so I could see his face.

He had no eyes, nose, or mouth. But I could definitely feel his anger-filled gaze boring into me. I shook in fear as he took very heavy steps towards me. "How..... Could..... You...... Do...... Something...... So..... Cruel to him!?" He yelled. I put my hands in front of me and shook my head, "I don't understand? What did I do?" He stopped and stared at me.

Then he began with a light chuckle, which slowly progressed into a loud guffaw. "What did you do? What did you do?!" He let out a short burst of forced laughter, "I'll tell you what you did. You just murdered my best friend! He was the only other person who kept me somewhat sane! And you fucking killed him!" He shouted. I sunk down to my knees and bowed my head.