Chapter 3

According to the description picture in my notepad, Demolisher was an enormous imaginary friend who was black and red in colour. Creepy, right? I mean, who even thought up someone like that?

Anyway, I was on my way, on the lookout for an enormous and vicious, dark-coloured friend. As I looked, I could tell that he was very well hidden. From the interrogation, I could tell that the same kid who created Bendy created this troublemaking friend because he just loved breaking everything in sight. But why the heck was he hidden? Maybe he's afraid of someone finding him and bringing him to justice, I thought. No, that couldn't be it. I couldn't know for sure until I found him.

So I continued looking high and low, low and high, here and there, and there and here. Still no sign of Demolisher in the whole house. Perhaps he got adopted, but no, it's not even Adopt-a-Thought Saturday, so scratch that thought.

I figured that I should investigate even more than I have and that meant looking behind vases and whatnot to see exactly where the heck Demolisher was hiding.

And then there in the kitchen, I saw Demolisher and his best buddy Bendy chatting up a storm.

Hmm, I thought.

The two friends looked around to see who was there. They could sense me, I could just feel it. I didn't even want to risk it now because knowing who they are, they might tattle on me. But good thing nobody believes those bozos anymore. I felt like coming out of the shadows, but I couldn't. What's wrong with me?

So I kept a close watch until they walked out and I was spotted. This definitely wasn't gonna go well.