A few years pass since Joey and Stacy left the studio, as promised, the final episode of Bendy and Friends was aired and everyone was dismissed.
One day Emily and Bendy were running around in the studio, Bendy had lost track of Emily when...all of a sudden.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
He heard her scream...
Bendy ran in the direction of her shriek and stopped...
Boris was laying on an operation table with tools on a cart next to him. His chest was ripped open and his ink heart was in a glass jar.
"B-B-B-Bo-Bor-Boris is..." Emily uttered, falling to her knees. "Dead..."
Bendy held her close as a darkness grew inside of him. They were lied to. They were used.
Bendy began to feel ink melting from his form.
"R̸̼͌̓́-̷͇͔͉͙͓̦̄Ŗ̶̨̛̠͚̭͎̪̖̮̞̲̣̤̠̌̓̉̍̈́̊̚͜-̸̞̭̘̲̲͚̤̳̱̤̲͗͒͊͛̀̆̌͌̾͗͋̔̓͝Ŕ̶̡̮͍̗͇̜͕̺̦̗̓̏͝ͅò̷̧̦̣̞̩̥̗̟̬͍͚̙̣̽̕͜ŝ̶̮͑̐̃͌͠ï̶̥͕̏̿͛̑ë̶̦̮͚̝̝̊̽͗̍̄́.̷͎̫̦̱̖͚̟̫̳͙̤̽͆̂̚.̴̘̜̘͔̤̯̞̝̥̓̏͜.̶̜̩͖͓̠̝̀̂̅͐͊̓̂͒͠ͅ"
Emily's heart raced as she watched Bendy melt and his voice distort...
"B-B-Ben-Bendy..You're scaring me..." Emily said as she began to back away, toward the entrance of the room.
"Ṉ̵̨̘̖̥͓̜̰̞̱͗͊̌̈̑̀O̷̧̰̫͔̰͐̋̾̒̈͌͂͜!̶̡̨̛̭̣̺̿͛̔̎̂̌͌̊̅̈́̒ ̸̖͍͇̯͎̺̺̮̠̉̈́̑́͠D̸̡̢̛̳̱̬̬͔͔̪̟̣͓̲̓͋̈́O̷͕͎̖̘̟̰̙͎̦͈̥̹̟̖̤̊̾̀͝͝Ṋ̶̡̛̮͍̱̤̐̀̔̆͜'̸̡̛̘̭̜̈́̅͒̑̆̆͑͊͛͝T̵̢̠̫̫͕͉̝̅͑͊̈́̽̑́̽͜ͅ ̷̦̻͇̤̯͎͍̹̬͚͚͓̖̔͜Ģ̶͍̠͖̹͆̈́Ó̵̥̻͊̍͐́̓̀̉̄̄̅̕͠!̸̭̞̤̩̲͍̙̩͖̪́͜"
Emily ignored his plea and ran out of the door.
"ALICE! BENDY'S LOST IT!" Emily cried.
Emily heard running footsteps behind her and knew Bendy was chasing her..
With no response from Alice, Emily ran into one of the empty parts of the studio, knowing Bendy possibly couldn't see with the ink on his face...
Upon further sight, she had ran into a Completely empty part of the studio, no desks, no posters. Nothing. Her own canvas.
"Wow...My own paradise...My own, hide away." Emily slowly began to get to work, making a makeshift bed and drawing space. Kitchen and all.
It was only a prototype for now, eventually she would build it more and more until she knew it was right.
Years pass again and the studio began to become more decrepit. More haunting. More, DEMONIC.
Bendy became 'The Ink Demon' and everyone referred to him as such, well, except for Emily, She always referred to him as Bendy.
So, her little paradise eventually flourished, she made a bedroom, living room, kitchen, dining room, everything that was included in a basic home.
She sighed as she relaxed into her bed, "Basically, i'm the Perfect toon these days. Alice and Bendy were corrupted, Me and Boris are in our little hiding spots. It's perfect."
Sometimes she would have to fight off Searchers or Lost Ones that appeared in her paradise trying to take her to Bendy sadly to say, they failed.
"Every time. Why does he even try?" Emily said to herself.
She could hear Sammy through the speakers on the walls.
"When will he ever learn?" Emily said.
She began to hear everyone's voice, from Alice, to Boris to everything and everyone in the studio.
"I guess everyone is doing something..." Emily said.
Emily was now climbing into bed for the night, when she began to hear a music box, playing the melody of a lullaby Bendy made for her.
The thought of the old Bendy made her cry, she missed those days where he would play with her and sing her to sleep.
"Bendy, what happened to all of us? I miss you...The real you..."
Little did she know, Bendy was listening to her plea through the walls and wished that she wasn't so afraid of him, If she wasn't, he would comfort her.
"R̵̛̭̋͗͛̽̈̎̕ͅǫ̸̝̞̗͓̰̦̩̲̜̀͑͛̅̃̋̑̏̒̑̇͐͗͆͂ͅͅs̶̭̺͕̗̱̩̳͔̩͙͎͂̈́̒̉͐̒̽͗̆í̶̦̩͇̫̖͚̈́̈̉̈́͆̚͜ë̴̢̛̞̘͔̳͔̰̼͚̰̤͉́́̊́̄͌́̎̕͘̕͘̕͝.̷̱̗̲̉̑̾̀̑͑́̆́̈̍̓͜.̶̢̠͈̲̱̭͖̦̬̈́̇͐͝.̶̨͎͎̹͇͉̎ͅ Y̷̹̪̖̎̈̋̎͒̇̾̀͂̿̈́̉͠ó̵̡̝̱̠̗̣̻̰̘̼ű̸̲̗̼̖̞͔̙͆̃̏̃̉ ̸̯̝̺̰̞̏́̾̀̏̄͆̽͒̾͝͠͝w̷̞̌̀͒͂̊͐̊̈͆̇͐̈́̈́͘͠i̴̡̢̛̞̠͓͉̺̻͍̲̩̙̽͗́̒̅̅͊̓͑͋̉͑͘l̵̯̯̼̰͎̠̠̟̦̗͈͓͓͚̈͑̽̅́ḷ̵̛̫̠̦̗͇̻̗̘̰͍̪͖̘͗̃̌̉̓͐̄͌ ̸̨͙̄̆̑̚̚b̵̧̧̗͔̣̬̜̔̿̓̋̾̊̏͗̇̓̎̎̀̚͜ë̴̲̫̩́̑̇̋͝ ̴͓̼͓͚̭̬͓̼̝̞͋̔͒͑̋̈́̃͗̿̏̎̔͊̕M̵̖͙͔̼̽̊͂̄͑͝I̷̘̯̻̹̼͔͓̹̝̦͎͛̓͐́̿̂̎́͂̂͂̾͘͘N̷̹̳̝̱͚͈̺͈͙̺͔̘͂̓͗̉̀͗̏̅̉̇ͅͅͅE̴͎͇̪͓̙̹̬̳̻͋̑!"