If you asked her now, she'd tell you 'I'd rather not talk about it', and she had every right.

She groaned lightly as she regained her sense and awareness. She was laying in a bed, was she in her bed?

Emily opened ther eyes slowly and realized, this wasn't her bedroom.

This bedroom was small, with candles around for lights. Posters on the walls, and a drawing desk for a vanity.

"Wh-Where am i?" She asked herself in fear.

She looked around the room and tried her best to calm herself.

"Be calm Emily, it's probably just a dream..." She whispered to herself.

She opened the door that led outside and quietly gasped, She was in Bendy's throneroom...

"Oh no. He finally caught me..." She whispered.

She tried to stay as quiet as she could as she watched Bendy watch his cartoons, but one seemed to keep his attention the most. She knew it right away.

It was her first cartoon.

He always watched that one the most, she never understood why.

She sighed and she knew she had to leave. She couldn't stay with him underground, who knows what would happen.

Sammy would go even more crazy because he may think she was a sacrifice.

Alice would surely kill her for even being within two feet of him.

Boris would think that she betrayed him.

So many things could happen.

So Emily made a mental plan in her head.

One. Once Bendy was gone and out of ear and eye sight, BOOK IT.

Two. Be honest with Boris at least.

Three. Back to the normal routine.

She saw him standing up and rushed back to the bedroom, quickly faking her slumber.

She heard him walking into the room and heard him sigh.

"̶̨̥̝̌̾̊͘S̴̠͍̄h̷̜̄͛̕e̸͖̤͙͘͜'̷̖͕̱̇́s̶̼̥̄̐̾̉ ̵̨̠̽̈̊s̷̪͍͐t̵̼̩͕̽̄̋͝i̸̖̩͂̃͛̑l̷̗͑͘l̴͔͖͛̈́̆̀ ̴̯͋͗̊̉ș̷͈͇͖͗͌l̸̜̠̈́͗͊̊ẹ̵͒̎̕é̴̳̩͈̝p̷̥̝̮̓̅͌̆i̴̱̐ņ̸̡̫̈́̌g̸̡̻̜͛̇͐̈́,̶̻̺̊͠ ̷̛͖̳̚i̴̟̥͖̙̅ ̷̨̻̮̽š̸̨̙̪̎̓̐u̸̢̹̻͠p̴̡̗͎̙͊̉̄p̴̖͊ǫ̷̍ŝ̵̡̻ḛ̴̤̓̿͊̋ ̷̦̽i̸͕̙̲̼͒̿t̵̗̲͗̑̂̉'̵̢̧͗̐͂͌s̴͎̘̼̠̍̓ ̶̼̦̘̟̑̎͑́ḟ̶̧̝͌o̷̦̓͒̀͠r̵͖͗͗ ̸̡̳̯͌̈́ͅť̵̤h̴̹͗̂̀é̸̱̮͉͕̿ ̸̩̱̣̎̌b̵̟̰̣̳͒̓̈́̓ę̶͚̖̈́̋t̷̹̼̼́t̴͍̫̑͋͜ͅe̵̛͓̐̃͝r̸͓͐.̸̪͔̲̿̑̑̚ ̵̗͚͉̏̃̉͆S̸̤͇̤̯̾ḛ̶̺̎̃e̸̜̘̺͝į̵̈́ņ̵̫́̚g̵̞͔͂̿͐̄ ̷͔̼͈͘͜ȟ̵̻͙̲̕ȍ̸̩̩͍w̷̢͈͎͖͌͆ ̸̫̽̑͠s̵̩̔̑͘̚ẖ̵͙͉͎̏e̸͒͜'̸̢̯̪̑͑̃ͅl̸͈̣͕̀̈̏̏l̴̪͕͔̖͝ ̵͙̬̋r̵̡̯̼͌̀͝e̶̩͕̥̜͠a̵͉̍̅̐c̴͉̭̞͒̍̾͆t̶̼̤̰͙͝ ̵̢̧̞́ő̴̯̫̼̊ͅn̸͔̿c̵̢̜̹̻͛̈́e̷̝͓̬͝ ̸̬̻̠̝͛́̄š̸̘͎͓͖h̶͍̗̮̜̀́ȇ̴͓̱͓̙̃͒ ̵͎͖͇͇͊̇ȃ̶̫̪̼͛w̸͎͖͕̘͌̈ả̵̳͓̯̿k̶̪͇̇e̴͎̋̍̕s̵͕̦͓̝̋͋̋́.̸̨͕̱̗̿̈͐͠"̷̩̱̅̎́

He left.

Once she was certain that she was safe, she sat up quietly and sighed softly, "He's gone."

Meanwhile.

Alice was working on a piper when she looked to her machinery and realized she needed more gears.

She called, "ERRAND GIRL!"

No response.

"ERRAND GIRL!"

Nothing

"ERRAND GIRL!"

Nope.

"Where is she?!" Alice yelled.

Alice could only come to one sentence.

"He. Took. MY. ERRAND. GIRL."

Rage seeped onto her face as her face turned redder than blood.

"If i find her, she'd better say her last prayers. For she will have her last breath."

Emily eventually did fall back asleep as she waited for Bendy to leave the throne room.

When Bendy came in to check on her, he couldn't help but smile at the sight of his beloved, she looked so peaceful.

He walked to her side and began to gently stroke her hair, being careful not to wake her.

But as he did so, he heard a voice he never wanted to hear again.

"Alright dad, i'm back. I'll start looking."

Can you guess who's back?