Well this is another direct continuation one... God I had fun with this one!

Alice sat underneath the ink drip with her eyes closed and small amounts of inky tears threatened to drip from her eyes. She was just beginning to get feeling in her legs again and the wound seemed to be taking it's time to close up.

Must be from the broken spine… Alice thought to herself with a wince as she began to slowly move one of her legs. She hated that her legs were rendered useless from the claws that had hit her back… but it was better than losing anything else that would have stopped the reversal ritual… if she even finished it right that is…

"Bendy…" her eyes opened as some of her tears began to fall. Her hand tightened into a fist as the pain continued to dull. Her halo still felt like it had a crack in it but at least her head didn't feel much pain anymore… and she could move her legs again. The wound on her back felt like it was slowly starting to close up… but her worry started to outweigh her concern for healing at the moment… especially since she didn't want to be under the damned machine's ink any longer then she had to.

She was glad to see that the jacket she wore was still on her… albeit ripped on the back now, and that her bag was also still in tack and with her… so she had at least an idea of what to do.

She took the jacket off, hissing in pain as it was also pulled from her wound, letting the outside ink drip better onto it and almost speeding the whole healing process up a bit more. Quickly she ripped at the torn part of the jacket and made a few long strips before wrapping the largest one around her middle and across the worst injury, stopping the dripping ink from hitting the wound anymore. She then took one of the smaller strips as well as grabbing her own halo and then wrapped the cracked part up.

Soon after she pushed herself up onto her feet. She stumbled a bit and hissed a little from the pain in her back, but soon found her balance and pushed herself to the door, determined to find Bendy…. Only to be stopped by the Bendy cutout in the room seeming to pull itself from it's original spot leaning against the wall and getting right in front of her.

The angel jumped back in surprise, and almost lost her balance from the sudden movement of the previously inanimate object. She saw that there was ink on it's face, changing the expression from the mischievous smile to one more of worry… and beyond the cutout on the door she saw the ink there seemed to be almost drawn to the cutout as it dripped all the way down from it's perch to surround the feet of the cardboard image of her friend and form… words?

Alice no! Sit down! Rest!

The angel stared down at the writing for a bit… it looked exactly like Bendy's handwriting. Slowly her gaze went back up to the face of the cut out, her eyes widening slowly as it suddenly settled in just what was going on.

"Bendy?"

Oh god… did… did I mess up somewhere? The worried thoughts started to cross her mind.

Meanwhile elsewhere before Alice even made her attempts to get up, Bendy had practically doodled on at least three of his cardboard cutout's with his ink… after all if he and Alice were gonna try to avoid those ink torsos and… the other him, they would need a good head's up. Plus he could also test how many he could see through at a time!

This is gonna be weird… but I swear if I can get the hang of it this is gonna be the most amazing thing ever! Bendy felt his usual smile returning to his face as he put a little bit more ink onto a fourth cutout, using it all to almost make a bushy mustache on it that made him chuckle a little. The thoughts of all the pranks he could get away with popped up in his mind almost out of habit.

Heck I could also spy on Henry when he's… Bendy's smile fell as he caught himself falling back onto old times… his form began to drip a little more as he shook… remembering that Henry no longer worked there. Even though he accepted it long ago, it still hurt that the animator… the one human who thought of him more as his own person rather than a cartoon he made… who he thought of being the closest thing to a dad... wasn't coming back.

"Henry…." Bendy kneeled down and almost curled himself into a tight little ball at thinking about the old animator. It really didn't help at all since at one point he was angry at the man for leaving… till he found out what being drafted meant… right down to the possibility of death.

It was hard to tell if he was crying with all the dripping ink on his body and face… but one thing was certain his eyes closed once again… and a little while after keeping them closed for a while, he found his vision peering through into five different directions. The demon got disoriented quickly and a massive headache, his upset mood replaced with a major headache… till it all seemed to just be pulled into one cutout… the one where Alice was.

While he was glad to no longer be disoriented, or really feeling like crying, he was a little sad that his prank ideas all went out the window… well until he saw his fellow toon hobbling her way from her original place under the ink drip.

ALICE NO! You need to sit down and Rest! Panic went through the ink demon and without completely realizing he was doing it, he made his own cutout move to block alice from getting to the door… and some of the ink that he left in that room moved to almost speak to the angel.

When he did realize what he did, it was when Alice had said his name. In all honesty he wasn't expecting to do any of that… or even completely sure how he did that. He was a little bit in awe… till through the same cutout's eyes he saw Alice's expression turn into one of upset and… oh no she was crying.

No, no,no! No tears! I'll be there soon just… please wait Alice! Bendy thought frantically, his normal eyes opened, returning his vision back to normal and he began to rush back to the Angel's side as fast as he could… not noticing a large figure with a few of the ink monsters surrounding it watching him as he ran back to Alice's location.

Alice herself couldn't help but think that she messed up the circle and requirements to bring Bendy back to normal. The moment she felt the tears return to her eyes she was surprised to see the ink on the Bendy cutout's face change from a worried expression to a more panicked one. The writing on the ground also changed immediately.

No tears! Be there soon… Please wait Alice!

"Be there… soon?" Alice muttered out loud confusion going through her now… what did that even mean? As she was about to ask him about it an excess about of ink fell from the Bendy cutout, dropping into a puddle below and making the expression once again the standard one that all the cardboard cutouts had.

"Bendy?!" Worry spread through the angel at seeing the ink drop from the cutout… it didn't help when she heard something rushing straight for the room. Her heart pounded and instantly she found herself picking up some of the cans of bacon soup. Once the door opened she immediately threw at least one of them and hit what entered dead on the head.

Bendy stumbled back with a pained yelp as the can hit his head. Despite his now more… monstrous look, the fact that he reacted like that caused Alice to lower the second soup can. After all… when she would hit other things with anything they wouldn't scream like that.

"What was that for?!" Bendy shouted as much as his raspy voice would allow before he coughed a little, hurt clearly in his voice and instantly making Alice drop the cans she gathered. She covered her mouth with her hands as she realized her mistake.

"Oh my god Bendy. I'm so sorry!" The angel ran over as fast as her injury would allow. When she got up to him, she quickly noticed the height difference as he now seemed to be taller than Boris's height by at least a head if he was standing up straight… and how his horns were longer and more jagged looking atop his head. His face however, despite the ink that dripped down into it, was still the same one she remembered… with at least slightly sharper teeth now.

Her hand gently touched where the can had hit, earning her a small flinch of pain from the demon.

"I'm sorry…." She softly spoke. The angel knew he was at least himself again…. But she hadn't been able to completely fix him back to normal like she had hoped. Bendy stared at her for a bit before relaxing into her touch a little bit… till they both heard a low deep growl not to far away along with the groans of the ink torsos.

Alice's eyes widened as she knew what it was that had come for them before she even saw them… Bendy on the other hand flinched in fear as he turned his gaze to look back with wide scared eyes, even as Alice grabbed his arm and practically started dragging him behind her to run.

Behind them was a large monstrous looking being, oozing ink like he was but… it made this one look more predatory… more like a proper wolf. One with pure white eyes instead of the normal toon ones and stood on large clawed hands. Drips of ink leaked out of the growling jaws as the smaller ink monsters around it began charging ahead of it as it continued to growl low.

"B-Boris?"