Once Stacy arrived at the second valves location, she was surprised to find it gone.
"Oh no, there's no valve. Where could it have gone?"
She also noticed a lever next to said pipe, she pulled it and walked down the second staircase. Once she reached the bottom, she looked to her left and screeched when she saw a shadow.
"What or Who is that...?" She asked herself.
She looked to the right and noticed an open door, to which, she entered and followed the ink stream to a boarded up entrance, and with a searcher with a hat on the other side, but when she got close, the searcher disappeared.
"Was that...thing holding the valve?" She wondered.
She shook her head and chopped the boards off the entrance.
She continued the stream until she came across a room with a crate and two levers, one to pull the crate up and one to drop it down. She sadly put the piece's together.
"Oh..." She sighed. "I'm so sorry for what i'm about to do."
She pushed the upward lever down and watched the crate rise.
She began to lead the searcher until he was right under where the crate was gonna drop.
She quickly pushed the downward lever down and closed her eyes.
Once she reopened them, The searcher was now crushed under the crate and she grabbed the valve.
"Sorry for that, but let me say, Uncle Henry would love that hat." She smirked
She made the journey back to the infirmary and turned the valve once it was placed.
She returned to Sammy's office, but before she could go inside, she sat outside the window to take a breath. How long had it been since she stopped to take a breather? She had no idea.
Once she was steady again, she stood up and walked into Sammy's office, pulling the switch,and walking out.
She then made the walk to the stairs, but before she could get close, something hard hit the back of her head, rendering her nearly to pass out.
But before she did, she saw a ink figure, wearing overalls and a Bendy mask and the words were rather soothing to her.
"Rest your head, it's time for bed."
She said one last thing before she passed out, "Still got it, don't ya Uncle Sam?"
She then passed out.
Emily woke up to a rough shake by Tom the next morning.
She slowly opened her eyes to find Tom and Alison looking down at her.
"Y-Y-Yes?" She uttered.
"I think it's time we get you home eh?" Alison said.
Emily sighed and nodded.
"As a gift, keep the box, you seem to love it so much." She said, noticing the box cradled in Emily's arms.
"It's a music box. A gift from an old friend of mine." She sighed as she remembered the the day.
"Well, no time for flashback. We need to get going. Before He comes around." Alison said.
Emily nodded and followed Tom and Alison.
But before She could walk out of the door, Tom gave her the 'I'm watching you' gesture.
"Tom, i'm speaking the honest truth when i say this. I don't mean you or Alison any harm." Emily pleaded.
Tom seemed to relax a little.
So, the cartoon trio carried on.
When Stacy regained consciousness. She noticed Sammy messing with something.
"There we are, nice and tight."
She tried to move, but found that she couldn't.
"Wouldn't want our sheep running away now would we?" He said, He picked up the axe. "No, we wouldn't. But i must say, i'm honored you came all the way down here to visit me."
"U-Uncle Sam..? You don't know me?" Stacy pleaded.
"You seem familiar to me, But i mustn't focus on that." He looked back at her, "For our Lord is calling to us my little sheep, the time of sacrifice is at hand!"
Sacrifice? oh no...
"And then, i will be freed from this...prison...this inky dark abyss, i call a body!"
She tried to speak but he hushed her, "Shhh, Quiet! Listen! I can hear him crawling above! Crawling!"
Sammy was no longer the man she once knew, it saddened her.
"Let us begin! The ritual must be completed! Soon he will hear me! He will set us free!"
As he walked away, Stacy began to break free, or try to anyway.
As she did so, Sammy's voice spoke into the speakers in front of her.
"Sheep Sheep Sheep, it's time for sleep, rest your head, it's time for bed."
Like she could sleep right now!
"In the morning, you may wake, or in the morning...you'll be dead."
"Oh yea, VERY reassuring.." She once again tried to break free.
"Hear me Bendy! Arise from the darkness! Arise and claim my offering!"
"Oh goodness no..." She tried to break the rope.
"I summon you Ink Demon! Show your face and take this tender sheep!"
She heard a crash from the room Sammy walked into.
"No! My lord! Stay back! I am your prophet! I am your-AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
She finally broke the ropes, grabbed her axe, defeated the searchers and ran.
She broke every board in her way until she reached a pool of ink.
"Oh yeah, he's totally not gonna pop out at me." She said sarcastically.
She walked forward and just as she guessed The Ink Demon busted out in a wave and began to chase after her.
Once she got away, she took another minute to take a breath.
Once steady, She walked on until she saw a bacon soup can roll out, and what she saw next made her wordless.
"Boris...?"