Bendy's POV

"Joey! Where are you?~," I said walking down the dark hall. I know he's hiding somewhere. He though he could get away with killing Boris. He actually thought.

"You can't hide forever," I yelled. I can here footsteps and harsh breathing. I'm getting closer and closer. Clenching the knife I had found in his office. I was getting excited. I can finally avenge my friend, Boris.

"I'm getting closer JOEY! It's almost time for your demise."

"S-stay away from me," Joey cried out in fear. 

Huge mistake.  Running down the end of the hall and heading to where the Ink Machine was. I slowly was starting to realize that it could be a trap. I stopped running and picked up a cardboard version of myself and placed it in front of myself like a shield. Walking toward the room again I slowly pushed the cardboard impression of me into the room.

'BANG'

Joey out of nowhere had hit it with a bat with nails. Breaking the poor bendy cardboard and his weapon.

"Now try that with me Joey," I said with excitement and anger as my ink started to drip down giving me a horrifying face. He somehow got around me. Luck I guess.

"What's wrong Joey! Where did all that courage go!~"  Running after him I saw him trying to under a familiar desk. Henry's desk.

"I FOUND YOU," I demonically screamed.

"B-bendy! I know what your thinking, b-but -please don't do this. C-can't we talk this o-"

"ENOUGH!  You are the reason why Boris is dead! You ran everyone else out of the studio! Including Henry," I yelled in anger.

"P-please....have m-mercy. I-I can fix B-bor-"

"ENOUGH!" Raising the knife over my head I heard him plead one last time. Ignoring him I finally finished him off. Blood spills on the ground, the knife, and on me. Cleaning myself off with his shirt I now have a sacrifice to bring Boris back with.

"Now to find the book," I said dragging the body that was once the creator with me.

TBC.....