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Dear [y/n],

It seems like a lifetime since we worked on cartoons together. 30 years really slips away, doesn't it? If you're back in town, come visit the old workshop. There's something I need to show you.
Your best pal -Joey Drew

"Huh..okay then, Joey," you mused, folding up the note and putting it into your pocket before entering the old, wooden building. You were a bit surprised it was even unlocked after all these years, but there was nothing of any real value in here any way....was there?

The smell of pine wood and heavy ink immediately filled your nostrils, stinging your nose and making you wish you were back outside where the fresh air was.

But you were here on a mission: to find out what Joey wanted to show you.

You, him, Henry, and a couple other friends use to collaborate on a cartoon show about a little demon called "Bendy" and his wolf companion "Boris". You worked on their facial expressions for the most part, and Joey approved of every design you did.

You also helped bring the characters to life using the Ink Machine, though you were 99% certain that there was some magical quality to it, as they were far from being robots with an A.I: they could talk, walk, and have emotions like a normal human would.

It was truly phenomenal, and the franchise's popularity skyrocketed.

Sadly, however, the fame and fortune was not to last. When you returned after a week-long vacation, everyone had left. Joey told you how one person got ink poisoning from inhaling too much of it and that he and Henry decided to cancel the cartoon altogether.

He never told you why, but you had a feeling that tonight you will get your answer.

Only question is.....why?

Why would he wait so long after all these years?

"I guess there's only one way to find out.." You sighed, closing the door behind you.

Looking around, you could see the old sepia posters of "The Dancing Demon" and "Sheep Songs" hung up on the walls. You continued walking down the hallway, looking for Joey while also taking a trip down memory lane.

Man, you didn't realize how much you actually missed this place. It wasn't completely destroyed either, although there were some cracks and holes in the walls (though those were boarded up). You came to the mini-theater room where you remembered how you would all sit and review the animation before broadcasting it to the public.

Oddly enough, the projector was still running, though there was only a blank screen on the wall. In the corner you spotted a cardboard cut-out of Bendy, making you smile.

"Hey Bendy," you greeted, "it's been a while hasn't it?"

Obviously you knew it couldn't talk back, but it made you feel slightly less lonely. Sighing, you glanced over and saw the drawing board where Henry came up with designs for Bendy's physical appearance. To be frank...you liked some of the rejected designs, but nonetheless you love his final design which was in the center.

"I remember how frustrated he got over this," you giggled to yourself, before you decided to explore more of the place.

However, you raised an eyebrow when you turned and saw a message on the wall, written in ink:

DREAMS COME TRUE

"Weird..I haven't seen that before..though whoever wrote it is not wrong.." You shrugged. On a nearby chair, you saw a cute little plushie of Bendy. Smiling once more, you decided to take the toy and examine it; it seemed to be in good shape after all these years.

"I'll hang onto you and we'll search for Joey together."

'For God's sake, [y/n]..stop talking to inanimate objects and focus on the mission!' You scolded yourself, and so you kept your mouth shut as you continued your search.

As you continued walking, you yelped in surprise when a board fell from the ceiling to the ground. You then half-expected the entire ceiling to collapse.

Thankfully it didn't.

"Hey Joey?" You called out, now growing concerned as you couldn't find him anywhere. "You here?"

But when you rounded the corner, you saw something that.....you'd give anything to unsee.

"Oh my God...Boris?!?"

You rushed into the room and sure enough, in the center on an upright operating table, lied Boris. His chest looked like it was surgically torn open, exposing the ribcage, but there was no heart inside. Boris' eyes were also in an X shape, an obvious implication that he is dead. There was a giant splatter of ink behind the table, shocking you and making you wonder what the hell Joey did to him.

Then you remembered:

~Flashback~

"Joey? You need any help?" You asked as you saw the man begin to strap Boris' wrists to the operating table. "I'm all set, [y/n], but thank you for the offer," he replied without sparing a glance at you. "Don't you have a vacation with the family tomorrow?"

You nodded, although you were still skeptical on what he was going to do to Boris. "I do but....are you sure Boris will be alright?"

"Yes. I promise. Why? Do you not trust me or something?"

"Oh no! I-I just wanna make sure because.....you know...if anything happens to him Bendy w-"

"I know, and that's why I'm telling you to keep an eye on him today," Joey cut you off, his expression changing into an annoyed one. "He's already anxious over his condition, he doesn't need to see or know what I'm doing behind this door. Just leave this to me, [y/n] and he'll be fine."

Nodding in understanding, you left the room and closed the door. You saw Bendy sitting in a chair in the corner. He was clearly depressed as inky tears were running down his face, making no effort to wipe them away. When he heard your footsteps, he immediately perked up and rushed over to you.

"H-How is he? Is he gonna be okay? Is he gonna make i-"

"He'll be fine, Bendy," you reassured him, kneeling down so you were at eye level with the cartoon. "You know Joey wouldn't let anything happen to him, right?"

Bendy nodded slowly, wiping away his tears. "I-I know...bu-but why won't he let me see him? I wanna see if he's okay!"

"Bendy..he will be alright. The most I can tell you is that he's having surgery and surgeries are not exactly...pretty to look at."

"Okay.." He looked up at you, tears brimming the corners of his eyes. "Do you have to go?"

You nodded sadly, before deciding to give him a hug. "It'll be tough leaving this place for a week, and even tougher leaving you behind to deal with this, but I'll be back before you even know it. Just let Joey do his job and everything will be fine."

"Okie doke," Bendy nodded once more, returning the hug. "You promise?"

"I promise, Bendy."

~Flashback End~

You didn't even realize you were about to start crying until your vision became blurry. Damn...stupid tears," you scolded yourself, wiping your eyes with your sleeve as you turned around to leave the room.

But before you did, you glanced back at Boris' body one last time. "I hope Joey knows I'm here right now cause when I find him I want a goddamn explanation for this," you growled, your blood practically boiling with anger.

Sometime later, you stumbled across the Ink Machine-the very device that brought the characters to life. Its tank was still full of ink, much to your surprise, but it made you wonder if you could turn it on and bring them back to life...

You weren't sure why that idea, of all things, popped into your mind, but the nostalgic trip you took just...made you want to see Bendy and Boris again. But first you had to get the ink pressure flowing through the pipes before you could switch it on.

To do that, however, you had to "sacrifice" (as your coworker called it) some objects to the Projector room, so you made your way to that exact place. After studying the things you needed to put on the pedestals, you put the Bendy plushie on one of them before going off to search for the remaining pieces.

Needless to say, it was a fun treasure hunt for you.

"That should do it~" You sang after placing the ink bottle on its proper pedestal. "Now to restore the ink flow." With a spring in your step, you made your way over to the room with the switch to turn it on.

As you walked down the corridor, your eyes widened in surprise as you saw the cardboard Bendy pop out from behind the corner at the end. 'What the.....is somebody here?'

"Joey? If that's you, you better stop with the games. I mean it."

No response.

Sighing, you decided to continue on. In the room, there was a projector that came to life the moment you stepped inside, playing a short, looping clip of Bendy grinning and dancing cheerfully. Seeing that eased your nerves a bit, as it reminded you who you were doing this for. You went over to the button (conveniently labeled FLOW) and pressed it.

"Alrighty. Now let's get that Ink Machine cranking~"

When you left to head back to the Projector Room, you heard loud banging noises in the pipes. 'Man...there must be a lot of ink flowing in them,' you thought, although you thought they'd be more quiet...

Once you reached your destination, you pulled the lever down to turn on the main power. But for some odd reason, the lights in the room suddenly powered off, though you paid not mind to that.

You were eager to get back to the Ink Machine.

Thankfully it was just around the corner, but when you arrived it was.....boarded off.

"What the..?" You tilted your head in confusion, before you looked around nervously.

Maybe this wasn't Joey playing a cruel prank.

Cautiously, you went closer to the room, trying to get a look inside when suddenly the lights began to flicker rapidly and a figure coated in ink popped up, scaring the living daylights out of you. Ink oozed down its face, leaving only a wide grin visible. It looked around, seemingly unaware of your presence.

"H-Holy shit....what have I done?!" You whispered in horror, your eyes widening when the creature looked your way.

Feeling something hit the top of your head, you glanced up to see that the pipes had burst, causing the ceiling and walls to drip heavily with ink.

'I gotta get out of here!'

Without wasting another moment, you turned and began running towards the exit, forgetting about the demon. Thick ink was beginning to flood the floor, making it difficult for you to keep moving, but this was a life-or-death situation now.

Either you were gonna drown in ink or that demon-thing was gonna come after you, and neither death seemed pretty.

Rounding the corner, you sighed in relief as the exit was just within a few feet. But just before you could make it, the floor beneath your feet gave away and you fell through. You screamed, and then grunted in pain as you hit the next floor.

"Ow...gah..." Sitting up, you rubbed your head, then looked at your hand and grimaced as it was covered in ink. "Jesus..I didn't think the whole place was gonna flood with fucking ink." With a sigh, you wiped your hand on your pants, standing up and looking upwards.

"That was quite a fall...I'm surprised I didn't die." When you glanced over at the wall, you saw another message in ink that spelled: THE CREATOR LIED TO US

Your eyes widened as you stared at the text, baffled by what it could possibly mean. 'The creator? Are they talking about Joey....or Henry....or....'

But you shook your head. You never lied to Bendy or Boris. Even they said that you were their favorite human when you worked with them, so you didn't think that the message (if one of them wrote it) was a threat to you in any way.

Though after what you just experienced, you didn't feel safe anymore and just wanted to get out of this place. Looking around, you saw an axe hanging up on the wall. 'Ah! That'll probably be convenient later on.' You grabbed it and made your way out of the room.

After chopping down the numerous boards that were blocking the corridor you discovered, to your shock, a room that looked like the meeting place for a cult of devil worshipers. It had a large, black pentagram symbol in the center of it, with candles around it and two coffins against the wall.

As you took a step forward, there was only one question on your mind right now::

What exactly did you awaken in the Ink Machine room?