All Bendy could feel was pain as ink streamed down her face as she sobbed into her little brother's arms. It had been like that for quite a while now, with the ink illness. She had ended up getting it one day and there was nothing for her to do, but sit and wait for the end. She knew her little brother, Boris, would be alone in this world if the illness continued to go at this pace.

It wasn't until an angel had appeared before the two of them and gave them a map to the mystical ink machine (roll credits). Luckily for them, they were both expert mechanics and could easily fix the machine. The only problem was the only way for it to work/fix it was through finding six objects scatter who knows where in the world. For them though, the map shown them exactly where each of the objects were. So, didn't take them long to pack their bags and head out.

And here they were now stopped for the night in order to rest. Bendy's illness had kicked in not too long after settling down and all poor Boris could do was hold his older sister comfort her by any means. The illness eventually stopped leaving her utterly exhausted.

"Boris..... I am so sorry.....," Bendy spoke softly as her eye lids got heavy. She knew Boris should living a normal life. He was 12 for god sakes! He should out there going to school and making friends. Not here with her watching as each attack of her illness made her weaker and weaker.

"There is nothing to be sorry for sis...... Just get some rest you'll feel better tomorrow...," Boris replied quietly as he helped his sister into her sleeping bag.

She gave a small nod as she laid her head down on her pillow instantly falling asleep. Boris sighed gently to himself as he also went into his sleeping bag to get some shut eye.

'Tomorrow is a new day..............'