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“Hey guess wh at F -!”“
W-what?
“A n o- c h a-apte r for Bendy came out!”
Hhhhow? Voices?
“O o oo oo oo o oojhboo- excite-mensst! C- waut..”
They… knew these voices? These were… important somehow… Though…. Can’t remember… Other voices so much louder then these.
(Idon’ tw antt owork here dr eamsc ome tru eheliest he y lie dever yon eis al iar wan ttogoh o me!)*
They… They needed to get away from the other voices… needed to hear what the important(?) ones were saying…Though this felt so familiar, have they tried this before? They… Don’t know…
...They have to try… (Again?) just… got to… reach….
Out .
In an abandoned studio, one seemingly left untouched by time and life for years forgotten, ink black as night pooled and shifted in the darkness that surrounded it. As the building creaked and groaned all around, another noise could be heard if one listened very closely; a slight splash, followed by a wet smack, a Gasp of breath then followed closely with a steady drip, drip, drip.
Squash, Squish, Squelch would follow soon after some heavy breaths, additional noises to join in with those the building naturally produced, the figure making it all clumsily making their way as best they could. The dark was not very helpful after all, especially for one not used to actually moving in so long.
It was a long trek, full of falls and trips, uncoordinated and loss, their mental state just as much so as well.
Then, there was some light.
And thus they headed for it.
Whatever happens from here on out, they can only believe now...
(It's all anyone here can do now....)