...Chapter 3...
[30 years ago- Drew Studios]
Joey Drew eccentric creator of the world famous Bendy The Dancing Demon. After firing a young Henry began work on bringing the boy's creation's to life. Alice who was at the time still a self-aware drawing on a sheet of paper. One day Joey placed the paper in the center of a Pentagram. A speech bubble appears "What are you doing to me?! Where is Henry!? Give me Henry!" It read. She is crying black tears as she looks like she is banging on the fourth wall. A livid expression adorns the beautiful face Henry gave her.
"Calm yourself my dear Alice, This is a good thing! Like the good doctor Frankenstein before me, I will bring you to life!" Joey Drew says in a calm voice yet has a hint of mania. Alice's drawing changes to her baring her teeth in pure hate. "YOU!" a new speech bubble says.
"What do you want?!"
Joey carts in a young girl no older than sixteen. Terrified and bound up with rope to a chair. "What are you doing with the girl, you Bastard! LET HER GO!" Three hooded figures mysteriously appear from the shadows.
"Joey, I-if we do this can we leave at last?!" A small hooded figure says with a hint of remorse in his cartoony voice. The drawing of Alice can tell by the diminutive figure's body language he is not enjoying any of this.
"Yes Bendy, A man honors his agreements after all. Especially to his children." The legendary cartoonist and cultist proudly says. Holding a chalice under the frightened and most likely kiddnaped girls throat. With a dagger in his other hand. The drawing of Alice changes to a look of pure fear. "DON'T YOU DARE HURT HER YOU MONSTER!"
Joey seems confused by the Drawing's behavior. "You should be thanking me my dear! I am doing this for your benefit. Don't you wish to be with your beloved creator once more?" The mad-man asks her.
"Not like this, NEVER like this!"
[Dressing room - now]
Alice is drinking ink out of a wine glass. Henry looks confused and bored with the room being too quiet. "Why would an animation studio from the nineteen-twenties even need a dressing room?" She musses while swirling her glass. She reads a book titled Pygmalion, while disco music plays on an old radio. The room the two are in is the size of a studio apartment.
"Knowing the rest of this deathtrap of a studio. It's really a panic room Joey disguised as a dressing room." Henry theorizes while looking for his pants."Why are you drinking ink anyway?"Alice runs a finger around the rim of the glass. "You need food and water, I need ink to sustain myself. I need to down a glass every few weeks or degrade into a state called Ink-Crazy."
"Ink-Crazy?" Henry asks, he never heard of such a thing. Alice takes a piece of paper and a drop of ink from her fingertip drips onto it. The ink comes to life on the paper, like a cartoon. Alice gets ready to provide a narration. On the paper, a stage curtain is drawn.
Alice Angel in: INK CRAZY!
"As I've said, I need ink like you need food and water."
The paper show a idyllic scene of Alice as an old-school housewife. Taking a turkey out of the oven for a toon version of Henry and several children. A happy little family of five.
"However, As much as I would love to be human. I'm just a beautiful abomination." She says with her confidence wavering in the tone of her voice. Henry holds her hand gently making her smile.
"If I don't consume enough ink or too much ..."
The Alice on the paper starts melting into a puddle. At first trying to hold herself together. Resembling the current state of Bendy before viciously attacking the family in a psychotic rage.
"... I-I would lose myself like Bendy did. I'll develope a insatiable hunger for the stuff and destroy anything in my way." She finishes the exposition with a big The End!
Henry tries to process this information she just gave him. "Does it have to be ink from the ink machine or can ordinary ink work to?" He asks her with a worried look on his face. Alice doesn't look sure herself. "I've never been able to test that out. All the ink in the studio is from the machine. I don't don't even know where it's being pumped in from." The ink on the paper gets reabsorbed back into her finger.
Alice takes a deep breath before putting her book back up on a shelf, right next to copies of Frankenstein and Pinocchio.
"I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other." Says Alice quoting one of the books. She pulls a bottle of vintage wine out of a bucket of ice next to the bed. With two glasses next to her on the bed. A seductive grin on her face as she caresses Henry's face.
"Care to witness the love I am capable of, my dearest Henry? ~I promise you won't regret it!~" She emphasizes her flirtatious tone with placing one of her long, shapely legs over the other. Her tight black dress really clinging to the starlet's voluptuous pale figure. She pours two glasses of red wine.
Henry takes a glass with a grin on his face. "I know I shouldn't but fuck it. You only live once, right?" The two bang the glasses together before downing their glasses.
"Oh yes that's right I found this for you!" She pulls an old sketch book with Henry's signature on it out of the dresser. Henry's face lights up with nostalgia when she hands it to him. "Oh wow I thought I'd never see this again. I thought I lost this when I got fired. Thanks Alice, You really are Divine you know that?"
Inside the book are old crude sketches of cartoon characters. Some Bendy and Boris, the last page is an early sketch of Alice herself. Compared to the toned down version Joey used in his cartoons. Henry's version is a tall buxom woman with long legs. The Alice setting next to him looks looks like the latter.
Alice blindsides him with another kiss on the lips. She grabs the back of Henry's head to prevent him from pulling out of it. Her tongue is more forceful this time, dominating his mouth. He soon tries to tap out for some air, after three whole minutes of this. When she parts from him, a bridge of drool and ink connects to their mouths. Henry is gasping for a breath.
"You really know how to take a guy's breath away." He says with nervous laughter. Alice's dress flies onto his head. Despite being made of ink, her dress feels as smooth as silk. Henry gets pushed back down onto the bed before he can take it off his head. Alice is on top of him, nibbling on his ear. She ties his hands to her bed, with rope made of ink. Alice starts grinding on his lap.
"Oh Henry, do you have any idea how long I've wanted this?" She removes the dress from his head. Henry gets the shock of a lifetime when he sees Alice. His creation, Is dressed as a kinky dominatrix. Alice licks the shaft of the riding crop in her hand. She leans back down to whisper into his ear.
"Henry I have to be honest, my desires for you are not just wholesome! I want you to call me mistress the whole time, but this has to be what you want to. Do you want to dip your pin in the company ink? hehe"
Henry is too stunned to respond. In the past he was kind of a playboy. Him and Vivienne were even swingers before the divorce. One person he never thought he would be in this situation with is Alice.
"Yes or no?" An impatient Alice says while unbuttoning his dress shirt. Henry has no response. "If yes the safe word is Fleischer."
[Outside Alice's room]
STAY AWAY! is written on the door in ink in harsh strokes. A collection of hooded skeletons litter the hallway, some missing heads. Half a Bendy mask is pinned to a wall with a broken ax, ink dripping off the remaining half of the handle. A WARNING! written above it in more ink. Searchers actively keep there distance out of fear.
Boris the Wolf walks past with a worried look. "Oh no, that poor fool has no idea what he's getting into!"