Chapter 14: Archives

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Pov: Allison

We decided to go back to the safe house. . . Or try to.
Ever since that statue broke, no one said much. Sammy finally breaks the silence.

"Why would he take us to that statue and let it break?"

"He probably was trying to take us somewhere else, probably to his lair. But then Tom decided to break that statue." Alice says.

"But why? Would he let it break? If it fell on the ink, it wouldn't have broke." Bendy adds.

The rest of the journey was silent. We couldn't find the safe house, we are all exhausted.

After a while we decided to try and find a way back to Heavenly Toys. At least there were massive plushes and a couch there. But like the safe house. We couldn't find it.

Eventually Alice breaks the silence.
"Weren't we just here a minute ago?"
That causes us to look around, I see a room marked 'Archives'.
"In front of archives? Yes. In this exact room? No." Sammy says.

We enter the archives. It's a massive library, there's a stage with the words "HE WILL SET US FREE" written on the wall. We walk around the stage.

"Why would he want us to come here?" I say as I examine the bookshelves, there's a book sticking out. I walk over to it and push it properly back into the shelf.

Click

"Who did something?!" That was Bendy.

"That was me putting a book properly into the shelf! Did it do anything?"

" There's a glowing light above a shut door! " Bendy replies.

A few moments later there is another click.

'before we finish this puzzle, could we please rest? " Alice says.

"She's right. We should get some rest." Sammy replies.
We walk to the center of the room(where the table is) I look on the table. There's nothing on it, not even a tape.

"Shouldn't there be some kind of tape here?" Bendy says.

"Why do you think that?" Alice asks him. He shrugs.

"Should we set some kind of watch?" Sammy says, "just in case?"

"No, I think we should all try to get as much sleep as possible." I say.

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Pov: Wally.

We haven't found any statues. Or anything at all. Even with Norman's light, it's still a black void.

"You sure there isn't any way out?" I ask him.

"Yes, unless your friends manage to get to the Ink Machine, or whoever is in control decides to make us come back."

"Would we run into other creatures? Like Searchers and Butcher Gang?"

"No, I'm surprised we even ran into each other. Now that I think about it. . . shouldn't you have been here for months?"

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't Alice Angel turn you into some kind of Brute Boris?"

I vaguely remember that. . .
"I think so. . How long have you been here?"

"Since Bendy tore off my head."

"He tore off you head?"

"Did you not hear me mention that the throne in the Ink Machine is made of my heads."

"Oh. Somehow I forgot about that."

"Now I see how you lose your keys in trashcans."

"How do you know about that?" I don't even remember being a janitor.

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