You landed with a hard thud into the room below, wincing as pain raked your body. You were going to hurt for a long time, but at least you were alive. You were on your back and could see Bendy staring down at you from the hole in the second floor. Henry grabbed your arms and pulled you up, looking around the room. You found yourself standing in the middle of some..some strange symbol. Almost like a pentagram, made of ink. And there were COFFINS lining the walls. It sent a shiver up your spine. Henry took note of the boarded up door and an axe leaning against one of the coffins. "Well, I guess there is only one thing we can do. Press on. See if we can find a way out." How could he be so calm right now?! Bendy had just tried to kill him! You watched as Henry picked up the axe and began breaking down the boards that blocked off the only way out. For an old man, he was surprisingly spry. Careful not to touch the candles surrounding the symbol you went over and watched him, hands clasped together. This was crazy. Crazy, crazy. crazy. Henry finally managed to clear the way and you followed him out the door and down a flight of stairs. At the end you saw that it broke off to a large room, and against one of the walls was some sort of...vigil. Candles, bacon soup, bowls full of rocks and a bendy cutout. There was writing above it all.
HE WILL
SET US
FREE
You and Henry gave each other nervous glances as you made your way towards it. Clearly, Bendy hadn't made this. Which meant somebody else had. Somebody else was in the studio. A few more posters hung from the walls, ones for episodes you didn't really remember. Must have been made after you left. BENDY IN: TRAIN TROUBLE. "When did this place get so big.." Henry mumbled, looking around the room. You stayed near the vigil, examining it. A switch was near the floor, but pressing it did nothing. You saw another recorder on the shelf beside the candles and gingerly picked it up, pressing play.
"He appears from the shadows
to rain his sweet blessings upon me.
The figure of ink that shines in the darkness.
I see you, my savior.
I pray you hear me.
Those old songs, yes. I still sing them.
For I know you are coming to save me,
And I will be swept into your final, loving embrace.
But, love requires sacrifice.
Can I get an amen?"
"Sammy...?" You furrow your brow, staring intently at the recorder. That was Sammy Lawrence, there was no mistaking it. But, he sounded like he had completely gone off his rocker! Was he still here, and...treating Bendy like some sort of god? "I SAID, can I get an amen?" The voice was directly behind you. You shrieked and whipped around, drawing Henry's attention, but no one was there. Henry ran to your side but you assured him you were fine. "I...just startled myself. That's all. Let's...let's get out of here. This is giving me the jeebies." Henry nodded and as the two of you headed towards yet another hall you spotted another symbol with candles before two coffins. Shivering you looked away quickly and continued on. At the end of the hall there was again another symbol, with a Bendy cutout in front of it. In anger you took the axe, chopping its head off. In retrospect this probably wasn't a good idea, but you ignored it and pressed on. However, glancing over your shoulder your blood ran cold when you saw that the cutout was back in one piece, as if nothing had ever happened. "Just keep going." Henry whispered, taking the axe back and placing a gentle, reassuring hand on your shoulder. That was Henry for you. Back in the day he had been the studios awkward father figure. You were grateful that out of everyone you got stuck here with, it was Henry. You kept looking forward and took a turn to the left, groaning at what you saw. The hallway before you was flooded with ink. Your uniform was going to be ruined. Henry patted your back and went ahead of you, wading through the ink. You followed him in while cursing under your breath. The crap reached your knees and his waist since the old many was pretty short. As you both trudge through the ink you saw somebody walk past the open doorway carrying a Bendy cutout. "Hello!" Henry called out, perking up slightly. "Excuse me! Can you help us? Hello!" However, when you finally made it through the door, the person was gone, only the cutout left behind. "Where the hell did he go?"