Stranded in Ink.

NOTES: This chapter will contain swearing.

Chapter 4

BENDY: But the show isn't over, folks. We haven't revealed our special guest yet. Yes, our main attraction. Drum roll, please. (There, of course, was no drum roll and Bendy went over the mysterious board and grabbed the cloth) Are you ready for this?

Henry still didn't respond; his shock was almost overwhelming him but he hesitantly turned his attention to the board…it only took a couple of guesses to know who was behind that cloth. Without further or do, Bendy pulled down the cloth…and Henry gasped even more, he guesses were right…

It was Joey Drew, strapped to the board…he was wearing a cardboard cut-out of Bendy's cartoon face, this body practically covered in ink, his top half of his body was bare, with only his ink drenched trousers still on. Joey was very skinny looking and he looked dead until Henry noticed that Joey was breathing, if only a little. Joey's head was slumped, it looked like he was staring down at the floor. Henry wiggled some more, still trying to get out of his tight bonds.

BENDY: Guess who, Henry. Guess who it is? (Henry didn't say a word) Why, it's only the big cheese himself. The man who owns this company. Well, he did at some point, now look at it (Indicating the room) Rotten away. (Just then, Henry felt a little slack in his hands, loosening the rope) Yep, it's Mr Joey Drew. The man who summoned me and cursed the ink I was made of…

HENRY: He's still alive…?

BENDY: Yes, for now.

HENRY: You kept him alive, for this long?

BENDY: What did you expect? I needed someone to keep me company. Don't worry, I fed him some bacon soup.

Joey started to mumble, looking to recover from a slumber but he was certainly weak. Henry almost got one of his hands out, a couple of slight tugs so Bendy wouldn't notice and he'd be free.

HENRY: But…Joey sent me the letter, I thought-

BENDY: (Interrupting) Use your brain! I sent you that letter! And I knew you'd come back. (Chuckles) 30 years and you still came back, this place must've meant a lot to you.

HENRY: It…did…

BENDY: Shame you didn't come back for me!

HENRY: I was scared-

BENDY: BULLSHIT, HENRY! UTTER BULLSHIT! I was born and you just left me!

HENRY: Bendy, please-…

BENDY: Well, it doesn't matter anymore. I don't want to hear your excuses.

Bendy then turns around and goes over to a chest of draws and pulls out a kitchen knife. With his back turned to Henry, Henry eventually got one of his hands free from his binds. Bendy started to walk back towards him and Henry quickly went back into his "tied-up" position. Joey then started to mumble again but his words were starting to become a lot clearer.

JOEY: Mmmff…Ben…Bendy…?

BENDY: It's okay, Joey, it'll be over soon!

JOEY: Just…k-kill me…why keep me…?

BENDY: Call it a reunion, Joey. It's okay though, your suffering will end soon, unlike mine, stuck here for ever! Look who it is, Joey. It's Henry.

JOEY: H-Hen-Henry…?

Without hesitation, Bendy shoved the knife into Joey's stomach, who gagged, feeling the cold blade rip his insides. Bendy twisted the knife, making Joey feel it, the pain was unbearable for Joey and yet could only produce a small "ack" sound. Bendy kept his smile and Henry just watched in horror.

He got you this job, Henry! Save him! Quick!

With his free hand, Henry started to loosen the ropes to break free. Joey whimpered and then coughed out some blood that spat over Bendy's unflinching face. A ripped-up stomach started to squeeze through the cut and thick dark blood poured down his waist and legs, dripping wetly onto the wooden flooring. Bendy didn't say a word, he was just fascinated that Joey still had life in him, even with his entrails slipping out. Joey's eyes started to flood with tears and poured down his slowly-going pale face. His breathing becoming panickily heavy.

JOEY: (Crying in pain) I…c-cre-created…y-y-yooou…

BENDY: Wrong, Joey! You didn't create me! (Points to Henry) My ol' pal henry here did. You just took the credit for it, didn't you? (Twists the knife even more) You took credit for a lot of things around here! You deserve to die!

JOEY: No, No I- ACK!

More blood seemed to flow out of Joey's mouth…then his ripped stomach smacked wetly on the floor and Joey's life was slowly leaving him, as darkness soon settled in. His body twitched…a few mouth blood curdling sounds and then his head tilted downwards…Joey's body was now lifeless. Dead. Bendy seemed a little disappointed that Joey didn't hang on as long as he thought and then pulled the knife out of the lifeless body as the blood and ripped flesh flowed down Joey's legs and making a huge pool of blood around him.

BENDY: Heh. And that's all, folks! Sure hope they don't copyright me for saying that crap!

Henry then yanked his tied up hand hard, pulling away from his bounds and stood up. Bendy turned and gasped, not quick enough to react as Henry picked up the chair and swung it around, whacking Bendy across the face…this pushed the black demon back and falling over from the impact. The chair was smashed into pieces and Henry dropped the remains of the chair and made a run for it, going down the only corridor that seemed to be escapable, not looking back.

Bendy shook his head, water like ripples were spawning around his head as his face was slowly going back to normal but his expression was of anger and yet…worry. Worry, for some reason…

BENDY: HENRY, WAIT!

Henry disappeared into the dark filled corridor and could be heard opening the door.

BENDY: (Knowing Henry couldn't hear him) There's…someone else…

A few minutes later.

Henry had been running for a while, going through room to room until he came across another room that was completely massive. The lights were still on, if only a few, but enough to see what his surroundings were. Bendy Land.

Henry took a breather but looked around, he had heard of this place before but had no excuses to come down here. He thought it was a strange gimmick, to have a fun land based on his creation and the rides didn't look that bad but had been rusted over in time. Henry eventually got his breath back came across a door…" Colossal" with another sign with badly written ink saying "NEW AND IMPROVED! MINE!"…

Henry then heard Bendy's faint shouting, Henry panicked and decided to go through the door, not knowing what was on the other side.

Henry opened the door and slammed it shut and then quickly putting the locks on. He panted and tried to get his breath back. When he did, he surveyed what he could see.

It was dark… and of course the only thing that Henry notice was a desk…with a tape recorder on it. Henry thought this was even stranger that the only light on was beaming down at this desk…like it was meant to be seen. Henry looked around but it was pointless as he couldn't see a thing. He walked over to what he could see and that was the desk…

As if on cue, all the lights in the room turned on, slowly one by one. Each light showing the decaying room, still covered in ink but there was something central in the room, something big, something of…old wonders, something…colossal.

A ride. An octopus like ride.

Henry knew that Bendy was coming after him but couldn't help, that it was strange to see such an amazing contraption in the middle of the room and yet, curiosity got the best of him as he wondered what was on the tape. It seemed to be at the beginning…

He pressed play.

Static at first but then a voice that was familiar to Henry began to speak with a demanding and yet clear voice of perfect diction.

TAPE RECORDER: The biggest park ever built, a centrefold of attractions. Each one, more grand than the one before it. It makes my eyes come to tears at the thought. But then…OH, Mister Drew…for all your talk of dreams, you are the true architect behind so many nightmares. I built this park! It was to be a masterpiece! MY Masterpiece. And now you think you can just throw me out? Trample me to the dust and forget me? NO! This is my park! MY GLORY! You may think I'm gone…but I'm still heeeeeere!

This…wasn't for me…

Just then, the attraction started to move…all by itself and then a window of the ride opened, showing a disfigured and distressed face.

Oh God! Bertrum Piemont…?!

NOTES: End of chapter. Sorry it took a while. Not sure when I'll be doing the next chapter but this story is my main priority at the moment.