Alice was running while that masked prophet and the seven searchers including Jack lagged behind him. She had done it! She was now the fairest angel with Allison out of the way defeated. Dead.

"Stop!" Sammy shouted picking up pace to catch up to Alice to stop her from escaping.

Alice didn't dare to slow down as she sped through the tunnel without having to fall down from below. Who knows what lurks down there. Perhaps another giant Bendy hand or worse, The Ink Demon himself. If that were to happen then all of her hard work would vanish. If she touched the watery black depths, melt away to become just many of the thoughts swimming around freely. No, she couldn't go back to that.

"Fallen Angel! You will stop this and pay for your sinful deeds!" Sammy called out as he stood by the other side while Jack and the other searchers crawled to catch up.

"Never! And why do you even care about her? I thought you hated angels or perhaps that was a lie, just like all the lies you tell."

Sammy was silent, puzzled by the twisted angel's words of what they meant.

Lies?

"What do you mean exactly?" Sammy said aloud letting his curiosity get the best of him.

Alice rolled her eyes in annoyance and replied with,

"You don't remember? One that very day when I came into the music room and saw Allison?"

And that's when it hit him. Sammy saw the memory before his eyes in black and white that he was in the recording booth with a woman. Though it was hard to distinguish her features, Sammy did remember one thing about her. Her voice was rich and sang the notes perfectly of the Lighter side of Hell tune. Sammy used to be human and sane, before the ink managed to seep through and darkened his soul after the incident with the pipes. From memory he had five fingers on each hand instead of four like he did now. Yes, he was a conductor leading a band to play and perform for cartoons. He used to have a private sanctuary after there was a hideous ink pump switch in his office, people running in and out often.

Then the memories switch back to reveal another woman walking in the room, stunned by what she saw. Someone else took her for a voice over role, then she ran and that was it. She was gone, never to be seen again.

But who were they? Sammy tries to fit the pieces together, then it all clicks in place. That woman ran away was…

"Susie." Sammy said aloud, not meaning it. Like his voice had a mind of it's own.

"My god, Susie, what happened?"

"Susie is dead! There is only one Angel and that's me." Alice started. But before she could continue on with her monologue, Sammy took a few steps closer, leaving his axe behind in the process. Even his body seemed to move on it's own accord as if it felt the right thing to do. Jack was watching with confusion.

"Sammy, what are you doing?" he moaned.

"Susie, I've never meant to hurt you. It wasn't my choice to replace you."

Alice was about to argue, then instead took out an animated pistol she stole from a cowboy searcher gun holster.

Sammy stopped in mid step to see the pistol aimed at him.

"Give me one good reason why I should let you live." Alice said coldly.

Sammy tries to choose his words carefully fearing if he said the wrong thing, he will be shot and die.

"I didn't want to be this way, from the day I met you and heard you sing. I know that you were an angel with and without being Alice. I wish I could've reached out when you left before all this happened."

"What are you saying?" Alice asked suspiciously, keeping the pistol aimed toward Sammy.

"I wanted to be with you." he said, quickly coming closer to Alice.

"Allison is nothing compared to you, she may be a wonderful singer. But you came first and I never wanted to let you go."

As Sammy was now inches towards Alice he grabbed her wrist that held the pistol. Alice protested, making her drop the pistol in the process.

"Let go!" Alice hissed.

He leaned as his lips touched hers, she stopped resisting. What was the feeling she had once before? Why was it so familiar? As the hidden memory unlocked like a key made it's inside the mechanics of the lock click. As the memory flashed before her drawn eyes that she had a life outside the studio. She was Susie Campbell, a woman with an ambition to be an actress. Her job of being Alice Angel for the cartoons came true and was loving every bit of it. Then there was Sammy Lawrence with a great taste of music, orchestrating the band to play the songs that fit well with her voice. Though Sammy was more than a music director, he was a man wanting his work to mean something. They had a life together, their dates at bars and restaurants. But then there was that day, the day Susie's relationship ended with Sammy now that there was Allison Pendall as the new Alice Angel.

After all this time Sammy managed to express his feelings, with all the memories coming back to him like ironing filling attracting a magnet. Even though his life was washed away as well as the other unfortunate ones trapped as monsters contained by the living ink. He knew deep down something was missing all this time.

As he repelled from Alice, he looked directly in her eyes to see something inside her had changed. The hatred that was once there faded, replaced with sincerity and humanity. Alice's eyes were misty and rolled down from her cheeks.

"What have I done…" she choked up in tears realizing the horrible crimes she had committed. She harvested organs from searchers, butcher gangs, boris's for her own vanity. Those who were once people like her and worst of all. She had poisoned Allison in the process of envy. And for what, for some unruly title? Her heart ached with remorse and guilt of it all, she wanted to reverse all damage she caused.

"I've killed many who were innocent, I don't deserve to live. Why was I brought back to life?" She asked herself as Sammy held her tight.

Sammy couldn't help but feel empathy for Alice, for he too committed acts he was guilty of. Like using those for bait to lure the Ink Demon closer and letting them die.

"Wait, you say that you were brought back to life?" Sammy suddenly asked, a bit of hope beginning to sprout, moments away to bloom.

"Yes, I was."

"Then perhaps it could happen again, this time to Allison." Sammy grabbed Alice by the hand and together they carefully exited through the tunnel and headed back to the bay with Jack and the rest of the searchers following in pursuit. But then stopped, seeing two other figures standing by the house where Allison lay lifeless inside.

"Errand b- I mean it's Henry! And Tom!" Alice exclaimed.

"Henry? That's his name?"

Henry and Tom holding out their weapons out in front of them, ready to attack.

"No, we will not fight." Sammy said calmly.

Henry was a little surprised by the solemn expression from Sammy as he and Alice came to him slowly. Tom of course wasn't buying any of it so he approached the two lifting his axe, ready to bring it down on Sammy's head again like before.

"No!" Alice stood in front of Sammy.

"I'm sorry for all I did! For killing Allison," she then turns to Henry "And I'm sorry for taking away your friend and using him to kill you. For so long I've been trying my best after I was replaced. All of this because of my jealousy, my greed. For so long I've been harvesting innocent lives for beauty."

Tom looked at Henry as if to say, Can I still kill them?

Henry thought to himself thinking of what can be fixed. Perhaps there was a way to save everyone else. To break the never ending cycle. There could be a chance to change not only his fate but everyone else's. If that could happen, would everyone be okay? Alive and cured? Or would it happen all over again with no way out, having to go through with it again and again?

"I can bring her back, I have an antidote in case my plan backfired." Alice broke the silence while a small vial containing gold liquid inside. She takes the cork off and inserts a syringe to collect the liquid, then steadily she pricks Allison who was still motionless in the neck.

"It takes a moment to sink in, just give it a moment." Alice said. As the few seconds passed by, Allison began to cough violently and shake. She spat the contents she consumed and took heavy breaths. Her vitaliy gained as she stood up, still feeling shaky.

"What happened?" she asked herself. Though she saw just the small house and turned to look at Henry, Tom, Sammy, and then at Alice.

"What happened?" She echoed directly at Alice. The seven searchers looked at one another wondering what would happen next.

The five stood waiting for the huge metal door to open to the throne room. Henry knows what lies there already, The End film reel awaits ready to be used to stop Beast Bendy from destroying everything. As the yellow metal doors screeched while opening slowly for it's visitors to come through.

There he was, The Ink Demon.