Bendy and the ink machine: the coloured one.
Chapter 1 / Act 1: The real demon behind the ink
The room was a swirling black and white as Henry opened his to the ink demon's throne room. The room was the same colour pallet as before: black and white. Yet there was something near the door out.
Henry slowly moved up to see that the thing lying by the door was a little girl. She was all curled up in a ball on her side. Her clothes were a plain nightgown and a pain of Bendy slippers that had Boris face on it. And her skin was a pale as snow.
This made Henry confused. After going through the whole hidden world under Joey's studio and fighting the ink demon himself he didn't expect to find himself with a little girl who is only 7 years old. Yet he knew that he wasn't alone.
So Henry slowly lifted himself from the chair and walked over to the little girl. He knelt down to her a softly shook he to she if she was awake. And she tilted her head in a sluggish way. This meant that she was alive. And that was a good thing.
"Hey, kid," said Henry. The kid slowly opened her eyes to her. They were a deep green. The type you see on someone who was a survivor. "You okay?"
The kid shot back in fear as if she had seen something from a nightmare. This took Henry to do what he did to one of his boys when they had this. "It's okay. I'm a friend." said Henry.
"Are you a friend of him?" asked the girl.
"Of who"
"The demon Joey."