Flowey: Hm... Well, maybe her power doesn't have to be so strong... *He looks at Pastel* Goodnight, Pastel... And... I promise that this is just between me and you... I won't tell Sans, or anyone... *He rests his head on the rim of his pot and falls asleep*

*With Mugman and Sans*

Sans: So... I heard that you know Dice and The Devil? What are they like?

Mugman: Well, if you gain Dice's trust, he's actually pretty nice! But... The Devil won't open up to me... It's like it'll kill him to make a single friend! I just... really don't understand him.... I've tried everything that I possibly could but... He won't except being a friend...

Sans: That's strange... Everybody that I know will open up to at least someone,  what did- *He looks to the other side of the room and see's Bendy run to his room, like the world was going to end* What the hell? Um, I'll be right back, Mugs...

Mugman: *Happily waves* Okay! See ya later, Sans!

Sans: *Walks upstairs to Bendy's room, and knocks on the door* Hey, Bendy? You in there? (No response) I'm comin' in *He walks through the door, and see's Bendy, on the floor, coughing up ink* Bendy?! What's going on?!

Bendy: I-It hurts!

Sans: Yeah, looks like it does, now, what happened?! Who did this to you?!

Bendy: N-No one did thi- *He coughs up more ink, and the ink that he's made of begins to looks dis-formed and droopy*

Sans: Bendy, you can tell me who did this! I don't want you to be in pain like this!

Boris: *Walks in* Hey, Bendy? Are you- *He see's what's going on* Oh no! Not again! Bendy! *He picks him up and sets him on Bendy's bed*

Sans: Boris? What's the heck is going on??

Boris: *Sigh* I guess that we can't really hide it any longer... Sans, Bendy has a horrible ink illness... We didn't know it back then but... The ink machine, back where we were created, that was the only thing that was stopping the illness... We don't know how or why it does but, it does... So, we need to get to the ink machine, but... we're not really sure how long it'll take to get there and... something that makes... This happen is to much walking/exercise.... That's why this happened right now, because we all just walked here...

Sans: Boris... Can Bendy die  from this illness?

Boris: Um... Well, That's kind of why we're in this town right now, we're trying to find Felix, we've heard that he knows a lot about it...

Sans: Well, I'll make sure to tell you if I see him, Bendy, hope you get better...