Wednesday morning. Two days have passed and I still feel uneasy whenever I come near those creepy cut-outs, whenever I'm around one I feel watched. It creeps me out.

I tried to take the one in my office out in the hall before I started to work, but as soon as I turn around before my break, it was back. Its like their alive, but I know its someone playing a trick on me, probably Mark.

Yesterday when I mentioned how they make me feel uneasy to Mark, all he did was laugh and joke around how they watch me. Sometimes I feel crazy around here, it's like I'm the only one who feels creeped out in this place.

I try to get my mind off of it and continue back to work.

I make my way across the tablet with my stylus in hand, drawing out a rough draft of the scene in an episode we're still working on.

As I finish up the expression on Bendy's face I hear a loud, demanding knock on my office door.

"Come in" I call out, facing the door.

The door opens and reveals a buff, older man, Mr. Drew.

"Oh, Mr. Drew. This is a surprise. How can I help you?" I ask.

"I need you to quickly finish up the rough drafts of the animation, our deadline is approaching and I really need them sent to those in charge of finalizing them" he orders.

"Uh, yes sir. Ill do my best to hurry up"

"Get a move on" he added before leaving my office, slamming the door loudly.

I sit there, taken back by his demanding attitude. He seemed like a patient, calm guy when I first arrived, didn't expect him to be so demanding.

"Never judge a book by its cover" I thought.

I stare at my work for a moment, feeling as I'm carrying the world on my shoulder's.

"Guess I'm too slow" I muttered, slouching in my chair.

I spend the next hour finishing up the rough drafts, trying to hurry up like I was told. As soon as I finished I sent them away to be finalized.

I took a minute to sit back and relax, feeling as the pressure and anxiety slowly fades away. Before I was in complete relaxation, my door swung opened, followed by Mark barging his way in.

"Ben! You got to see what I found!" he shouted, bouncing up and down.

"Don't know how to knock?" I joke.

"No. Now look at this" he shoves a black, soft object in my face, too close for me to focus on it.

"Way too close!" I laugh and push his hand away from my face.

I gaze on the object in his hand, it was a Bendy plushie.

"Where did you find that?" I ask, curious on where he found this cute little devil.

"I found it while I was walking to the break room; it was up in a bookcase I passed"

"Put your hand out" he orders.

I give him a questioning look, conflicted on if I should or not.

"Please" he begs, hands clapped together.

I hesitantly put my hand out and watch him place the plushie in my hand, feeling the soft material against my hand.

"Why did you give me this?"

"I overheard the boss yelling at you earlier. Sorry I didn't warn you about his attitude and temper, He gets like that when the deadline is soon. This is my apology gift" he explained, patting my shoulder.

"I got to go to work though, I'll see you later" he added, leaving my office and alone with my new, soft friend.

I admire the plushie, taking in how adorable and small it is. I place it beside my tablet and continue to work with a smile on my face, appreciating the kind gift.

After I finish up the rest of my work for the day I take a small break and take out my phone, checking my notifications and the time, 3:44pm.

I let out a tired sigh, feeling exhausted from today. I get up from my seat and turn towards the door, about to make my way to the bathroom. Before I can even take one step I notice the cut-out, it was facing me again.

"I'm pretty sure it's back was facing me" I thought, feeling sweat bead down my forehead.

I quickly grab it and turn it's back facing me again.

"Hope no one decides to mess with me again" I thought, biting my bottom lip.

I rushed out of the office, walking down the hall to go to the bathroom, feeling relieved being out of there.

After I do my business and approach my door I hear small, quick footsteps in my office. "Hello? Somewhere in there?" I call out.

The footsteps stop dead in their tracks.

I grip the door knob and turn it. The footsteps return, rapidly running across the room. I quickly open the door, only to reveal nothing, but the Bendy cut-out in the middle of the room facing the door.

I feel sick to my stomach, thinking that someone was in here, messing around with the cut-out and possibly touching any of my belongings.

I grab the cut-out with my clammy hands and put it back in the corner, making sure it's back was facing me again. I scan the office to find the culprit, but as I view the room I realize there is nowhere for anyone to hide.

I grow uneasy, feeling as I'm losing my mind more the longer I work here.

I slowly walk up to my desk and find something drawn on a blank sheet of paper. It was a long frown, along with the words, "Why do you keep turning me?" written below it.

"That's it". I snatched the paper from my desk and stomped my way to Mr. Drews office, knocking loudly on his door.

"Come in" he answered.

I rushed in his office fuming.

"Ah, Ben. Please tell me why you felt the need to almost break down my door" he hissed.

"Someone is messing with me! For the past two days I turn my Bendy cut-out with his back facing me, but whenever I turn around after I finish up my work he is facing directly at me. Then today after I went to the bathroom and before I went back in my office I heard footsteps in there and when I went in somewhere wrote down this!" I snapped, putting the paper in his face.

He snatched it from my hand, reading it and setting it down on his desk.

"I'll call a staff meeting before everyone goes home and give them all a warning about playing practical jokes around here. This is unacceptable"

"Thanks Mr. Drew" I wave goodbye and before I step a foot outside of his office he calls out to me.

"You can leave early today if you need to rest" he added.

I rush to my office, face red and clenching my fists. I slam my office door open and start grabbing my things, packing up to leave for the day.

As I leave I notice a sheet of paper, filled with words. I pick it up.

"You look mad, toots" I read out loud. I start to clench the paper, crinkling the side. I crumble it up and toss it in the bin.

My eyes land on my plushie, just looking at it calm my nerves. I take the plushie and carefully place it in my bag.

I stomp to the door and when I grip onto the door knob I hear a low, playful laugh behind me. I freeze up, wondering if I should turn or not.

I slowly turn my head, expecting somewhere there. No one. I rush out, feeling extremely uneasy and panicked.

I stop by Marks office and explain everything to him, He pats my shoulder and reassures me that the trickster will be caught.

I exit the building and approach my small car. As I enter the seat and start up the engine, I look at the building once more.

I scan the building and I notice Mr. Drew staring at me through his office window. I make eye contact and as soon as I do, he sends a glare towards me. I quickly break the eye contact and drive away from work, feeling more at ease the farther I am.

Mr. Drews POV

I watch Ben scurry her way out of the building and into her car. I cross my arms as I continue to watch him.

"Stupid ink demon is messing with one of my staff. Looks like I'll have to punish it when I find it" I thought.

I watch the young man look around the building and laid his eyes onto mine, I give him a glare in return, making him quickly avert his gaze.

"He's my opportunity to find the ink demon. Just need him to make the demon come out of hiding somehow" I sit down by my desk, and fidget with my hand, trying to come up with a plan on how to use him to make the inkling beast come out of it's hiding.