"Where...where did he go?" You and Henry looked around, and as the Bendy cutout stared at you you inched closer to the old man. Henry gave an exasperated sigh and began to walked down the hall, you right behind him. The two of you reached a dead end, some sort of garage door that was locked, blocking the way. A series of glowing buttons lined the side of the door, and you immediately thought of that switch you had seen back at Sammy's creepy alter. Henry hummed, running a hand through his hair. "Need to get power to this gate somehow Should be a couple of switches nearby, then maybe I can open it." "I saw one back in that room." You informed him and Henry nodded. He began to look around and you joined him. Though you both knew where one was, you figured there was another in the room you were currently in and neither of you dared to separate from the other. Henry went back over to where the man had vanished to and turned to face the shelf, examining it. At first it didn't seem to have anything on it but bacon soup, something that must have started after you left. After moving a few cans around he found a switch and clicked it. "There, that's one down." With that done you went back through the ink flooded hallway an to the makeshift alter, this time you crouching down to press the switch. There was two, but now you needed to find the last one. You and Henry searched for maybe ten, fifteen minutes? And the whole time those cutouts, it felt like their eyes were following you. "Aha!" Henry cried out, kneeling down neat the cutout besides the coffins. There was the final switch on the wall. "Now we should be able to raise that gate!" "Thank god. I was going crazy." You let out a relieved sigh. Another trek through the inky hallway led you back to the room with the gate, and Henry pulled the lever. The gate opened with suck for you actually shook, and Henry had to keep a tight grip on your arm to keep you from falling over. This revealed a hallway with a boarded of door, which Henry easily broke though. Stepping inside you found that you had entered the music department. "This was added after you left, I think." Henry whispered, looking around. "I only spent time upstairs, with the other animators." You both walked cautiously through the room, slightly uncomfortable with the sudden wide, open space. Henry noticed a recorder up on the shelf and picked it up, switching it on. Once again Sammy's voice filled the room, though this time he sounded more...sane, you supposed.

"So first, Joey installs this ink machine over our heads,

Then it begins to leak. Three times last month, we couldn't even

get out of our department because the ink had flooded the stairwell.

Joey's solution?

An ink pump to drain it periodically. Now I have this

ugly pump switch right in my office, people in and out all day.

Thanks Joey, Just what I needed.

First you replaced (Y/N), who was at least somewhat competent, and now this.

Just what I needed, more distractions.
These stupid cartoon songs don't write themselves, you know."

That...actually made you a little happy, to hear that at least someone else had been against your replacement. Too bad he had gone completely out of his mind. Henry shook his head, muttering under his breath. "Joey...what had gotten into you?" With that you both began to explore, deciding to check out the left side of the room. On the far left wall was a painting of Bendy, smiling as he held an umbrella to block rain. Or ink. It was hard to tell. On the other side was a door, and going through there took you to another door which finally led you to the recording studio. It was HUGE and you shivered. You didn't like this place at all. One section was separated and full of chairs and instruments. You could see a section on the second floor where people could watch, and then an area for voice actors. As you carefully made your way through the room, you spotted a recorder near the voice acting area. However, as you drew near a loud clang caught both your and Henry's attention. Looking up you gasped, seeing a Bendy cutout peeking out from the viewing area looking in your direction. Not Henry's. Yours. You cringed and stared at it for a moment, but decided it was too far away to do harm, hopefully. You knelt down and flipped on the recorder, internally groaning as you recognized the voice of Alice Angel. Suzie Campbell.

"It may only be my second month working for Joey Drew,

but I can already tell I'm going to love it here!

People really seem to enjoy my Alice Angel voice. Sammy says she might be

as popular as Bendy some day..though I'm not sure he's serious. But Joey assures me he is!

These past few weeks I've voiced everything from talking chairs

to dancing chickens, but this is the first character I've really felt a connection with.

Like she's a part of me.

Alice and I, we are going places."

You were shaking. You couldn't help it. You knew this was not the time to let your anger over the past get the better of you, but this was so infuriating! You were sure Suzie hadn't done it on purpose. in fact she probably didn't even know about Wendy, but Joey bringing her along ruined your career! You had tried to get other voice acting gigs, even small ones, but you never got a call back. Nobody wanted to hire a girl who got replaced right after the pilot episode. Your hopes, your dreams, your future, all flushed down the toilet thanks to Alice Angel, Suzie Campbell and that horrid, awful Joey Drew! This career was going to be what took you and your family out of the slums. You were going to help your folks open a bigger, better diner! Hell, maybe you could have even used this to help spread the word that immigrants could go places if they worked hard enough. And within weeks that all had been shattered. You glanced up as Henry placed a hand on your shoulder, giving you an apologetic look. Glancing around a smile graced his lips. "...You never did get to record down here. Wants to see how it felt? I can still play the piano, even with these old hands." You looked up at him, tears stinging your eyes. This really wasn't the time, but he wanted to comfort you, and so you nodded. He hoisted you up into the recording room and then took a seat at the piano.

My children. It is time. The next chapter is going to be extremely important, as well as a sort of gift for the over 150 likes! What the heck guys?! Seriously, this isn't that good! I am totally dumbfounded and honored by everyone who has taken the time to comment and everyone who enjoys this story. To be honest I wasn't too sure when I started. When I first heard people were doing BendyXreader fics I kinda scoffed, thinking it was dumb. But after I read a few i was blown away at the creativity and how well done so many of them were, so I decided to try my hand. I honestly believed this was going to be an absolute flop.