"Boris?" Kirk asked. The cartoon wolf nodded at the duo "But, wasn't he dead?" Hector asked. Boris looked at Hector and shook his head. "Can you talk?" Kirk asked. Again, Boris shook his head, showing that he was mute. Before any more questions could be asked a loud banging, noise emitted from the door the duo had just come through. The ink demon was back. Boris quickly indicated for them to follow him into the elevator ahead. "I don't mind where we are going, anywhere away from Bendy is good!" Hector said as they entered the elevator.
They ran into the elevator and Boris quickly pushed some buttons. The elevator then proceeded down, deeper into the studio. After a while the elevator stopped. The door opened and they all exited the elevator. "Where to now Boris?" Kirk asked. Boris walked up ahead and indicated them to follow. They walked through the studio, with the occasional floorboard creak now and then. At one point though, the way ahead became pitch black.
"There must be a light nearby!" Kirk said. Kirk and Hector searched the surrounding areas. After a few minutes a torch, along with a lot of bacon soup, was found.
"Boris, could you have the torch and show us the way? You sure seem to know your way around this place," Kirk asked the cartoon. Boris nodded and took the torch and proceeded into the darkness, followed by the duo. They slowly proceeded through a maze of twisting and turning machinery. The floor was flooded with ink, but not too badly. After a good thirty minutes or so, they eventually were in a small corridor. Boris gave the torch to Hector, who accepted it, and then walked down the hallway. Up ahead there was a left turn, beside the turn was what appeared to be some sort of wardrobe, with the inscription "little miracles station" with an inky halo above it. There then was a door with a leader next to it. Boris took a lever out of his pocket and put it into a switch. The door opened and Boris showed the duo in to his Safehouse. He then took the lever and closed the door before putting the lever back into his back pocket.
"Whoa, this is certainly some place Boris," Kirk said. Boris nodded and then sat down near the table at the side of the room. He reached out for a gramophone and switched it on. The duo looked around the place.
It was a decent place. It had a toilet and bedroom, as well as a small kitchen-living room-like place. "Thanks for bringing us here Boris, but I think we should, get out of this place," Kirk asked to the toon. Boris looked at Kirk, he then pointed at the pot near him, then he pointed into his mouth. It had been a while since they had all eaten. "Hector, do you have any of those bacon soup cans left?" Kirk asked.
"I saw some soup when looking around the safe house," Hector said. Hector then came back with four bacon soup cans. A few minutes later and the smell of bacon soup had engulfed the safe house. A little later everyone had finished their soup. Eventually Boris took out the lever and gave it to Kirk. "Thank you Boris," Kirk said.
"Boris, how about you come with us?" Hector suggested. Boris though about the offer, eventually standing up and walking towards the door. He then turned to Kirk and the dup nodded.
"Lets end this crap," Hector said to everyone else in the room. All of them left the safehouse and headed deeper into the studio, hopeful that it was going to be over soon.
After a while the came to a dead end. "I didn't see any other way to," Kirk said. "Boris, do you know any other way?" Kirk asked. Boris pointed towards the nearby vent duct. He then pulled up the cover and signalled to Kirk he needed the torch. Kirk gave him the torch and was about to follow when Boris put his hand up. "I think he wants us to wait?" Hector said . Boris nodded and the crawled into the vent. A few moments later and the door in front of the duo had opened up. "Awesome Boris!" Hector said, expecting the toon to be on the other side. Boris wasn't there. "Boris?" Kirk asked. "Where is he?" Hector asked." Maybe there isn't another vent nearby," Kirk suggested.
"let's go, the sooner we find Boris the better," Hector said, they then headed up the corridor. "What the...f " Hedtor began.
They were in a giant room, with plush toys everywhere: Bendy, Boris even Alice Angel plushies were scattered around, each plush in varying sizes. But that wasn't it, it was the fact that it looked like the reception room of a toy factory, not something you would find in a normal cartoon studio. "Why is is place so big," Hector commented. "I wonder how they could fit this place under the studio," Kirk said. "Jeez,these guys sure had a big budget," Hector commented. There was a staircase up ahead, so the trio took them and ended up in a toy making machine room. There was a door leading somewhere and there was a small area where a plate of ink and a tape recorder was. "Shall we?" Hector asked. Kirk pressed the play button:
Voice of Shawn Flynn
"I don't be seeing what the big deal is. So, what if I painted some of those bendy dolls with a crooked smile?
That's sure no reason for Mr Drew to be flying of the handle at me. And if he really wants to be so helpful he could be telling me what I'm to be doing with this warehouse full of that angel whatchamacallit. Not a scrap of that mess be sellin!
Probably have to melt it all down to be rid of it all.
With that the recording ended.
"Wow, that Joey guy sounds like a real jerk," Hector said. The duo then when the only way they could, through the door. The room they entered was full of Alice Angel merchandise. Plushies, posters and a few cardboard cut outs of Alice Angel were everywhere.
"This must have been a storage room," Kirk guessed. They looked around but suddenly the lights when out. Hector and Kirk looked around. A few TV monitors switched on, Alice Angel's cartoon face showing up. Alice Angel sighed, then giggled innocently and began to sing:
"I'm the cutest little angel, sent from above, and I know just how to swing.
I got a bright little halo, and I'm filled with love...
I'm Alice Angel!
I'm the hit of the party, I'm the belle of the ball, I'm the toast of every town.
Just one little dance, and I know you'll fall...
I'm Alice Angel!
I ain't no flapper, I'm a classy dish,
As she sang a light illuminated the blocked of room in front of them,
and boy, can this girl sing.
This gal can grant your every wish...
Before the song finished the tv's switched of and in the blocked off room a horribly deformed version of Alice appeared out of nowhere.
"I'M ALICE ANGEL!" she screamed. Hector and Kirk both stared at her " That sprintrap guy was creepier" Hector said. Alice slammed her fists into the glass as the lights went out. She laughed evilly and then there was silence…
"I can see you all there," Alice said, malice in her words.
"new flies in my endless web… come along now, let's see if you are worth to walk with angels."
The lights finally went back on, and the trio relaxed a little when they realised that Alice had gone. "Springtrap was still creepier?" Kirk asked
"What he was, I enjoy punching him" Hector admitted.
"The way ahead isn't blocked anymore," Kirk said. The duo then wandered through the passage way, hoping that everything was going to be ok.
How wrong they were…
