Authoress' note: Allllllrighty. Sorry for the long wait, I had to put this story on hold for exams, visiting family, the Christmas special, blah blah blah. This chapter is once again pretty short, I'm not good at writing rituals. But expect another chapter that'll hopefully be more interesting in a few days.

Oh, and of course we can't forget the re-

Uh...

What just happened?

PinkiePieParty122894: Glad you do.

Princess Dash: Good theory, you're right that she doesn't have a partner, but it is hinted in the first and second chapter that she wasn't always single.

Kitsuneotakugirl91: (Clap Clap) Well done

Dusk the Cybertronian Fox: Much of Bendy's personality is based off of Frankinstein.(Hey wait, Frankinstein, Henry Stein... hmmm...)

MeliLouiseNorth : Well done, my friend, well done. (Also, that Bendy scene you described is hilarious!)

Twins 'n Fandoms : Aw... here, hug Orio!

super legenda: Yeah, it is a little harder to write when there's a larger cast. One of my problems with the OG is "if Henry's trapped in the studio, why isn't Linda and the others doing anything about it? Why is it only Grace?" And ya, Bendy and Linda are not going to get along.

JOHNHAMMOND1993: Uh... oh! I see what you mean! Good guess, but Grace remembers her former lover, but she would like to forget him.

SLS:

Orio: Can I please maim them?

Me: Orio, no. Constructive Criticism is a good thing.

Orio: Please?!

Me: No!

Orio: Please?!

Me: If it starts getting out of hand, then you can shut them up.

3 reviews later...

Orio: Now?

5 reviews later...

Orio: Now?

9 reviews later...

Orio: Now?!

12 reviews later...

Orio: NOW?!

Me: Knock yourself out.

Okay... so when I asked if you could tell me some scenes you found boring, I was not expecting a college essay that can be boiled down to "you're going too slow!" After a while it all started to blur a bit. Some points I understood, others I was like, "Uh... I have to disagree." You did mention a lot that this was too different from the original. Well, the whole reason I am rewriting this is because there were things in the original I didn't like. I did notice that I would go off topic a bit (as you pointed out, good point btw) when it came to conversations, I guess that was my attempt to flesh out the characters. I'll see what I can do about that. There was one review though, that really made my head spin, and that was you saying that some scenes were too romantic, and then in the same review you asked when the ship was going to set sail.

(Insert confused emoji)

Too sum this is: Thank you for your impute, and I'll see what I can do, but keep in mind that this is a fanfic meant for fun.

(Jumps out window)

Anywho, on with the horrors! I own nothing

"You... do know what pentagrams represent, right?" Henry asked wearily. He, as well as Sammy and Bendy, were currently in the summoning room right beneath level one. Henry was strong enough to sit up now, and was currently glued to a chair while he watched Bendy and Sammy do the work. Bendy had used his finger to re-paint a pentagram on the floor while Sammy drew smaller symbols inside.

"I've read every book Joey had, Henry. I'm know what I'm doing."

"I've heard that pentagrams are portals to hell." Henry noted.

"None of my concern."

"Well, I know you're a demon, but actual demons from hell are known to be quite nasty..."

"I'll take my chances." Bendy snapped. "Now quit the yakking."

"I think we're ready, my lord." Sammy said as he stood up.

Bendy nodded, "Good, now put him in the circle."

""U-Uh... You guys sure this won't summon a demon?" Henry stuttered, involuntarily shifting in his seat.

"It shouldn't."

"But are you positive?"

"No, now are you gonna do this or what? I can't have you resisting."

The ink containing Henry melted off of Henry, enabling him to stand up. But Henry couldn't bring himself to walk into the circle. He simple stared at it, the design burning into his photographic memory. Every nerve in his body was screaming at him that this was a bad idea. Paintings he'd seen in Churches of people tormented in hell resurfaced in his mind.

Bendy sensed Henry's concern, "Ya don't do this, Henry..." He said in a silky voice, "...You'll never see that family of yours again."

Henry looked at Bendy, his eyes pleading.

"Please... Are you sure there isn't another way?"

Bendy shook his head.

Henry stared at the circle with dread, before stepping inside.

Bendy smiled, black magic glowing in his eyes.

OOO

Foreign languages always made Henry nervous. When he was soldier in WW2 he had been captured by Nazis. It was only for a brief while, but during that time every time a Nazi barked an order Henry's stomach would twist. He could never tell if the soldier was calling for a firing squad or for someone to bring him lunch. Nonetheless, Henry always grew paranoid when someone spoke in a foreign language.

So when Sammy began to resight a spell in Latin, Henry immediately tensed.

But that fear was nothing compared to the pain the words brought. As soon as Sammy started talking Henry began to feel dizzy. He didn't even notice Bendy approaching him. He gripped the ground trying to support himself as the spell's words blurred together. His vision gave out, and he felt as if he was entrapped in a warm, wet sack. Henry tried to fight it, feeling it suffocate him. Suddenly he felt the sack burst, and it was like every nerve inside of him exploded. He could barely make out Bendy's and Sammy's shrieks of pain before he passed out.

OOO

When Grace threw up, Linda thought it was just nervousness working against her. That theory soon died when Daniel threw up and Charity fainted. A splitting headache plagued Linda's brain as the ground beneath her spun.

"Linda..." Daniel moaned before he hurled again.

"Daniel... what's going on?!"

Daniel was too sick to answer. As Linda's vision blurred, she could make out the screams of hundreds of people, some of them sounding vaguely familiar.

OOO

Susie's splitting headache was the only thing that saved Boris. While Boris was trashing in his restraints, howling in pain, Susie was on her knees screeching like a witch. The room itself shook as if it were in an earthquake. Jars of ink fell from the shelves and skattered onto the floor.

"N-No, no, not now... not now..." Susie gagged, "I'm so close... not now... stop it please!"

OOO

"H-Hang on Tom, I gotcha. Don't pass out, where're almost t-to shore!" Allison stammered. Her blurred vision was preventing her from properly steering the boat. The ink river itself seem to be tormented by the spell as well, for it thrashed so violently Allison thought the boat was going to tip over.

Authoress' note:

Susie: Bits of your mind, swimming, like fish in a bowl.

Stay tuned, Bendy fans, this is where the ride get's interesting.

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