A young woman, left alone after her family sadly passed in a car accident, suffers with PTSD and Anthropophobia (Fear of people.) Her only happiness in this world is the view of the stars from Mount Ebott. But one day, Y/N falls into a large abyss located on top of the mountain. There, she enters the Underground. The rumors of the humans and monsters war are proved true. Fearful of the monsters, she stays hidden. But from what monsters? I made the cover, as in I found the art on google (I'd supply a link to it, but sadly I cannot access the website and I don't know who made the wonderful art :sob:) and edited it. This is a Dust Sans x Reader (who's female because I can't write anything other than that.) ANY ART IN THIS DOESN'T BELONG TO ME UNLESS I SAY SO. I CAN'T DRAW.

This story contains lots of dark topics. This will be your ONLY WARNING. There will be no other warnings from this point on. Topics include, but aren't limited to: • Suicide • Self Harm • Dark Thoughts • Abuse If you can't read things that include those topics, this story is not the one for you. This story is also on Quotev, written by me, so please don't think I'm stealing.

A retired animator is asked to return to the studio once owned by him and his best pal, but becomes trapped inside after a freaky encounter with a manifestation of his own creation. Now, he must find a way out while discovering dark and horrific secrets kept within Joey Drew Studios. DISCLAIMER: This is a fanmade novelization of the video game of the same name created by Paul Crawford (or theMeatly), Mike Mood, and their company Kindly Beast. I do not own the rights to Bendy, nor do the creators have any involvement. TARGET AUDIENCE: 13+ For ominous horror, intense moments, and mild language ORIGINAL RELEASE: January 9th - April 9th, 2022

He killed them all. Dust, down the waters of the the forest it runs, through the veins of the skeletons and the demons that prowl the night. It's the silent enemy, the adversary that slowly chokes and brings down entire armies to their knees. None can oppose it for none have the will or the strength. And it is the dust that emerges from the mouth of a mountain that overlooks a city, the dust that creeps and crawls through the forest and down the alleyways. It is the dust that wraps its bony hands around the throats of the damned ignorant enough to walk the streets, squeezing until the last heartbeat thrums. You are a detective in this city, a quaint area with little crime and a police force hopped up on Dunkin Donuts. But when a string of murders plagues the town, you are thrown on the case following cold leads and an ominous trail of dust. But one night, when you catch wind of a scream and follow it through the dark, you find a skeleton and the rest is history.

This is a short story about the aftermath of coolkidd going "missing" ! enjoy.