Bendy was jolted awake by the sound of the door to the studio opening and closing. "what was that?" He thought. He went inside one of the cut-outs that littered the studio and found what (or rather who) had come inside. It was Henry... wait why was he here. It didn't matter, because then an overwhelming wave of rage filled the inky demon. He was going to pay for what He did... wait what did he do that made the demon so full of rage, it didn't really matter because the demon knew the perfect way to get revenge.
*Henry P.O.V*
Henry had walked past the words written in ink that read DREAMS COME TRUE. To a room at the end of the hall that read above the door way INK MACHINE. "So this is the ink machine... wonder how you turn it on?"
*time skip brought to you bye TheRealEntity303*
Henry was walking back to the machine room only to find it boarded up. He stepped closer to the boards to see if it was running when an inky hand reached out to grab him he stumbled back and turned and ran. Ink was pouring down from the pipes that had burst. He rounded a corner and saw the exit, the door hung open slightly, letting a little bit of sunlight through. Pushing his legs forward he reached a hand for the exit, only to have the floor cave-in and send him falling down. He landed with a splash and found himself waist deep in ink. He looked to his right and saw a valve, and wade over to it, he turned the wheel and the ink drained from the room. He keep going down, draining ink as he went and found himself in a room with a pentagram made of what to be dried blood. suddenly he felt light-headed and images flashed through his mind making him fall to his knees. Then the darkness engulfed him and he fell to the floor out-cold.