He looked back up and discovered that taking eyes off the Wandering Bendy was a mistake. normal? Keep him from 'wandering'? His gaze drifted in thought. supposed to keep him away from whatever wasn't. The cardboard toon held a sign that read "WANDERING IS A TERRIBLE SIN." ![]() Some of the shaded parts of his body were chipped and faded. Ink dripped down the forehead and leaked from the eyes and mouth. He scrambled to his feet, ready to bolt, then paused. Henry yelped and jumped back, tripping over his own feet and landing heavily on his back. He glanced back up, and was met with a pair of wide, beady eyes. This was going to be the most confusing cycle, for sure. He sighed and rubbed his eyes with his fingers. turn around and go back to the entrance? Fall through the floor? No jumpscare, no demon, just the Machine loudly chugging away. The doorway wasn't boarded up, so Henry walked right in. Somewhat on edge now, Henry continued to the Machine room. There were normally ink footprints leading from the Machine room to a locked closet. That detail was such a consistent thing, Henry didn't notice until he did a double take. He didn't think much of it go back to the Machine room, look through the boards, and Ink Bendy would. The Power Station hummed to life and Henry turned on his heel to head back to the Machine. The steps were completed in quick succession with a brief pause for a bacon soup snack. Raise the Machine, find the six objects, turn on the pressure, then the power. What needed doing? The Machine needed to be turned on. He swiped his hands in one motion from the back of his head over his face, exhaling slowly all the while. So what if it took a few more cycles? He'd set them free. ![]() He remembered it all, now he knew what to do. Henry set his jaw and clenched his fists. Was the little devil going to "play" with Henry for another four-hundred cycles? The thought summoned a wave of despair that threatened to manifest itself through tears. But that? Taunting him? Threatening him? Perhaps Bendy really was mad at him. What on earth had he just witnessed? Bendy was a mischievous little toon, sure it was literally his whole shtick. He stopped short and slipped behind the door frame while trying to quiet his breathing. ![]() His feet moved on their own, taking him straight back to the Machine. Henry ran as Bendy's cold and cruel laughter echoed across the halls.
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