A/N: So I was told to look this up in a story I read. The song is pretty good. Hidden in the Sand. That's what the song is called. Welp I hope you enjoy!

CLARK'S P.O.V.

I continued to rock myself, I couldn't stop, my mind was flooded with memories of him and what he did to me. I almost forgot Alice was in my arms, but when she started to scratch me to get out of my arms I released her.

Alice backed up to the back of the room and started at me with fear. Her mind was racing with thoughts, I could tell that is what they all look like when they think.

We heard him getting closer, Alice didn't know who it was so her fear only rose more as the door knob was being rattled over and over. He knocked in the door.

"I know your in there! Come out so I won't have to break the door down and attract the Ink Demon's attention." He said, I only froze if he did that I probably wouldn't survive because Alice would flee immediately. Bendy was ushering me to open the door for him. I gave in and I slowly and shakily unlocked the door. Alice pressed herself harder against the wall she was already pushing on.

I turned the knob and swung the door open revealing a man in his mid or late-40s, he was tan, he had black poofy hair on top of his head that faded to light gray on the bottom. He had one brown eye and one green one. He was wearing some nice clothes but ink had stained it, ink had covered some of his face. He was carrying an axe that was covered and dripping in ink. He was shorter that I remember...

I heard Alice relax a bit at the sight of Henry. Bendy's anger started to overwhelm me. Henry stepped back a bit noticing I was not who he was talking to. The fear in his eyes almost made me smile. I straightened up.

"Drop the axe Henry." I said. Henry was surprised to hear my voice, but he didn't drop it. I sighed and repeatedly more sternly.

"Drop. The. Axe. Henry. Or I am closing the door and disappear just to attack you with the Ink Demon behind me." I threatened, Henry just glared at me. 'You have no right to glare at us! You abandoned us and you killed people we cared about.' I thought as my anger started to grow.

"I wonder what would Joey want more? The first Bendy or the person he invited so he could kill him. Jealousy or Revenge? Me or You?" I said smugly, I put a finger on his chest and shoved him back with it. I stared at Henry as he glared at me. My anger was getting worse. Henry stood up and walked towards the door and place the axe down by the door. Henry seemed angry, my mind wandered to what he was angry about and my anger only grew.

I followed him and shut the door and locked it. Henry was kneeling down and introducing himself to the new Alice. I felt Bendy's jealousy and anger. 'Great Alice is going to trust the one who always leaves everyone behind!' I thought. I kept myself from growling and Henry turned to look at me.

"So who were you?" Henry asked me catching my attention. I noticed my arms were crossed and I dropped them.

"I was one of your replacements." I said sharply. Henry took a step back at my tone.

"Okay... what character are you?" Henry asked.

"Do you even have ask? The only one that's left, the one who gives you one hell of a chase, and the one who has a reason to be FUCKING mad at you!!!" I screamed and shoved Henry down. I stood over him.

"Just FUCKING guess!" I hissed. Henry backed away from me and I turned around and walked to a far away dark corner in the back of the room. Henry watched me like a hawk, but the darkness of the corner made it harder for him to see me.

"So you're Bendy." Henry said calmly I watched him talk to Alice and tried to ignore their conversation by listening to the wall.

ALICE'S P.O.V.

"So you are the new Alice. Hi, I am—" Henry started.

"Henry" I interrupted Henry.

"Oh so you know about me?" Henry asked seeming prideful about it.

"Yes, but I don't know why you are proud about it, you should be ashamed and not trusted! Killing all those innocents! Tha—" Clark interrupted me by throwing something in front of my face. I looked at Clark and I could barely make out a shaking head. Henry seemed baffled and all his pride disappeared. Henry seemed confused on what he did and he stood up and walked towards Clark, I tensed up as Henry sat down beside Clark. Clark had backed up farther into the darkness of the corner. Clark obviously wasn't comfortable and I could feel Clark's angry grow. Henry was going to have to be very careful with what he said from that point. I decided not to listen and I ended up dozing off.

Nightmare/Memory

The boy bolted down several corridors and passageways in the walls until he got to a metal door. The door was bolted shut. The boy banged on the door and he desperately called some names out.

"Grant! Allison! Wally! Shawn! Anyone!!" The boy screamed out. The boy called out several more times before there was some shifting on the other side of the door.

"Oh thank goodness! I thought Joey got to you guys too!" The boy said with a large sigh of relief. The shifting suddenly stopped making the boy freeze with worry.

"Joey got to you?" Sammy's voice asked.

"Yes..." The boy said guiltily. There was more movement and I heard the door's lever go down.

"Did he follow you?" Sammy's voice got clearer.

"I don't think so." The boy said starting to look around.

"Did you get hurt?" Sammy asked getting more concerned. The door started to creak open a bit, but not some much that Sammy could see the boy.

"Uhhh... yes." The boy said wearily.

"How bad is it?" Sammy asked starting to open the door wider. When the boy didn't answer Sammy opened the door completely.

A man with a white tight tank top, the tank top had several ink stains on it. There was a open white button up on and it wasn't as dirty a his tank top.He had dark, pretty tan colored pants on and had several ink stains on it too. He had black scuffed up shoes on. He had blonde hair and some blonde scruff, he had blue-green eyes.

Suddenly Sammy started flickering to his ink form.

"I thought you would free us..." Sammy said, but his mouth didn't move. The scene fixed itself and Sammy opened the door again. Sammy suddenly turned hostile. He grabbed for the boy's throat, but he just grabbed air. Sammy almost jumped back, but he got onto the boy's chest and held the boy down.

"What have you done to Clark you cartoon freak!!" Sammy yelled as he repinned the boy's limbs with his knees. Sammy pulled out a pocket knife and and held the boy's head down.

"I AM CLARK!!" The boy wailed. Sammy jumped off of Clark and stared at him with guilt and fear.

"What? Oh Clark I am so sorry!!" Sammy said helping Clark up and hugging him. Clark hugged Sammy back and he started to cry.

"I was so scared that Joey got to you guys!........I was scared in general!" Clark's voice froze, but his mouth was still moving. Clark finished the sentence off regularly. Sammy looked at Clark and kneeled down so he could looked at him face to face.

"We will fix you, and we will never ever let Joey get to you again." Sammy promised and hugged Clark again as Clark began crying again.

"I can't imagine what you have been through." Sammy said petting Clark's Bendy-shaped-head.

"You have my word you will be safe." Sammy said as he picked Clark up and cradled him like a parent would carry their sleeping child to the car.

I followed them in and the door quickly closed. Sammy turned and grabbed the leaver handle out and placed it on a table covered in tools. Sammy then pulled out a chair with his foot and dragged it to the middle of the room. Clark was only sobbing harder and louder when Sammy sat down.

"It's okay... I've got you." Sammy said soothingly as he pat Clark's back. A woman emerged from a room in the back and searched for the noise.

The woman must have been a head shorter than Sammy. She had black straight hair that was in a ponytail, the woman was wearing a ink stained, untucked, green blouse that matched her eyes. She had a torn up black skirt and she had some comfortable looking, worn out black Mary-Jane shoes. The woman's panty hose had holes on the knees and ink stained it. The woman's hands had several scratches and bandages on her. Her elbows were scratched up and covered in ink.

The woman was shocked at what she saw. She rushed back into the room she came from and I followed her. She bitchslapped a tall lanky man. The man was partly hanging off his hammock he was sleeping on, but went the woman slapped him he fell off the hammock and almost fell on top of the woman.

The tall man was wearing a red shirt and some tan cartoon-like overalls. He had black, scuffed up work boots the man was covered in ink, but the only ink stained his skin making it a murky pale color. The man had red hair and several freckles. The man had hazel eyes and he had a stubble too like Sammy.

The man almost yelled at the woman, but the woman covered his mouth and shushed him by putting a finger on her lips. The woman lowered her hand gone the man's face.

"Wally there is some ink creature on Sammy I think it killed him! Come on and help me get Shawn and Grant, be quiet okay?!" The woman said in a hushed whispered voice. Wally nodded and snuck out of the room and to the bathroom maybe. The woman walked to another hammock and poked another man's face until he stirred.

The man was probably a bit taller than Sammy. He had a green and a blue eye. His hair was brown and he had several ink stains on him. He had a vibrant green, blue, and white plaided button up that was opened up revealing a while, ink stained shirt. The man had dark gray pants and brown scuffed up shoes. The man had a small growing beard probably because of not shaving it a while.

"What do you want Allison?" A heavy Irish accent came from the man the man sleepily, and weakly slapped Allison's hand away. Allison quietly repeat what she said to Wally, minus getting Shawn and Grant part. The man bolted up.

"What?! Is Clark okay?!" The man asked his Irish accent making him louder.

"I don't think he's back yet Shawn." Allison whispered, Shawn relaxed.

"Good t'a hear that he wasn't hurt when that went down." Shawn whispered and got out of the hammock. Allison lead Shawn out of the room and to the edge of the hall where Wally and another man was waiting.

The man had black hair and green eyes. He was the same height a Allison. The man had glasses but one of the lenses were broken. The man had a white, tank top and button up that were both covered in ink. He had black pants and black dress shoes that matched. The man had a beard that made him look like he was warm. The man looked kinda like Henry, but taller and with a beard. I guessed that was Grant.

Wally had a Gent Pipe and a Plunger, Grant was holding an axe and another Plunger. Wally handed Allison the Plunger and Grant handed Shawn a Plunger too. Allison held it like a baseball bat ready to swing. The four silently approached Sammy and the ink creature. I tried to yell at them to stop but my voice didn't make a sound. So I launched myself at them but I went right through them. The four rose their weapons as they got closer, if it wasn't for the floor creaking they wouldn't have been heard. I flew in front of Clark and Sammy and saw that Clark was sleeping and Sammy was comforting him like he was his child. Sammy looked like he was starting to doze off too.

Clark's head bolted up when he 'sensed' the four behind Sammy. When Clark saw them he jumped off of Sammy using momentum to land on an unfinished shelf in the room. Sammy woke up and turned to look at what scared Clark.

The Four were chasing Clark with their weapons. Clark looked like a scared cat. Clark launched at Sammy and crawled onto Sammy's back and hugged his torso to keep himself from falling. Sammy backed into a corner to protect Clark.

"STOP!!" Sammy shouted at the four. The four stopped Allison stepped up.

"Sammy I thought that thing killed you!" Allison justified the group.

"No He didn't as you can see I am fine!" Sammy snapped, Clark's head poked out behind Sammy's shoulder. And the group took a step back.

"Why are you protecting that thing?" Wally pointed at Clark who hide his head behind Sammy again and tightened his hold on Sammy. I heard Clark sniffle but only faintly.

"I am protecting HIM because he is Clark!" Sammy shouted at them. Grant dropped the axe and Shawn dropped his Plunger to the floor.

To Be Continued...

A/N: So yeah this took a little while, but not as long as last time! And I made it longer for you too!