They Made Me Evil

by SammyLawrence

My name is Sammy Lawrence, and theMeatly made me look bad. He made me a traitor and a "Bendy Prophet". He is lying to you. You will learn what really went down at the seven days Henry and I were locked in the old workshop. You will learn why Mr. Meatly portrays me like this. Most importantly, you will learn not to judge a book by its cover.

2. Reunion

"Sammy? Is that.. You?" I nodded. "Yes.. Why are you in the music department? I've never spotted you down here before." I replied. Turns out he'd fallen through the first floor, running away from a creature called "Bendy". "Why were you even on the first floor?" "Joey summoned me here."

"Henry, Joey is dead."

He screeched. "D-DEAD?!" I nodded and bowed my head sadly. Yeah, I despised him when I was human, but death is sad. Take it from me. "Our creation.. Our creation tore him apart.. For killing Boris." "Oh my goodness.. I saw Boris on a flipped up surgery table with these seatbelt like things across his body, his chest ripped open and his inky heart stolen." We conversated for what seemed like 3 hours, until finally I sighed. "Come on Henry. Let me give you a tour of the music department. You're going to love it."

I showed Henry everything; the audition room, the infirmary, the piano room, my old office, and even my sanctuary (hardly anyone ever saw it). Henry was quite impressed on how neat my sanctuary was. "Hey Henry, what was the date on that note?" "July 10th of this year. Why?"

Then, it snapped. Joey died on that date. He couldn't have sent it! It must have been.. No.. it couldn't have! "Bendy could've written it!" I snapped my fingers.

Bendy was alive.

And he was out to kill.