This chapter probably isn't as interesting as the previous one, but it's going to get a lot better. I had to present a minor problem/conflict in this part because what's a story without something to get in the way?! Also, be sure to say hi to Bendy for me! (^w-) 

Many years had gone by since the incident. When Henry finally told you about the previous episode being the last, it crushed you. No more Bendy? No more of his adorable face? There wasn't any Internet back then and you couldn't just look up the episodes or anything whenever you wanted. Multiple things resulted from this.

You and Uncle Henry always had an awkward relationship from that point on.

You tried to keep yourself from being attached to any cartoon or show after that.

You realized how bad you were at drawing cartoon characters.

You had stopped watching TV to stop the pain of losing a favorite show. Instead, you started diving into books. Nobody would be able to swipe the words from the page. Also, because Henry never admitted outright to you that it was the last episode, you never really were able to forgive him for that. Whenever he came over, you'd try to avoid him as much as possible. Although, despite all of these changes that happened, you were somewhat desperate to see Bendy again. When you tried drawing his simple design, you'd never get it right. It would always look too lopsided or like something else. Needless to say, you begged yourself to never draw again.

Ten years of this went by. A long time ago, Joey was an active man. He'd always come to your house to say hello or to check in on your dad. Joey had to make sure his son wasn't getting in trouble apparently. Each time he saw you, he'd say the same thing. Over and over and over again.

"I have a surprise for you. I'll show it to you when it's perfected. Until then, you must wait."

People started getting suspicious after he left one day and didn't come back in four years. When he did come back, he looked like a lunatic and instead of promising you, he grasped onto your shoulders tightly. The insane glare in his eyes frightened you. He growled to you before being dragged away by your parents..., "They went wrong... It went all wrong! I failed... They'll kill me! They'll kill me! THEY'LL KILL US ALL!! You must never go back! Never... Never! NEVER! They hate this family... Listen to me!!! NEVER GO BACK!" he screamed. His cries echoed on in your nightmares. It became a problem.

"Listen, my dad's finally lost his marbles and is not going to come back to do that to you again. I made sure of it... If you need to see someone about your nightmares, just tell me, okay?" your dad would always ask when you brought it up.

You didn't want to see a doctor! You didn't need to see a doctor! These words surged through your adult brain. Staying at your mom and dad's house at 18 was pathetic enough. Without thinking, you decided that the best way to solve the problem was to face it. You'd go back to the animation studio to prove nothing was there.

Telling your mom you'd be back before supper, you skipped out the door and drove the car to the studio. On the outside, it wasn't much different. There were old Adventures of Bendy and Boris signs beside the door on the sides of the building that had been boarded up. Thinking about Bendy made you stop for a moment. You had once thought he could've been real and could've been yours. It was stupid, but you still wanted that faint hope to come back.

Thrusting open the door, you walked in. It was cold and dusty. A projector was left on and gears ground on the walls making a ton of noise. It hurt your ears so bad. Desperately, you felt around for a light switch. The search brought you to a cardboard cutout of Bendy beside the projector. Even though you still loved Bendy, you couldn't help but feel unnerved by its stare. Was it here the last time you were there? It had been a long time...

Still searching for a light switch, you felt around the walls to find a room with a desk in it. A small lamp was on and it provided some light. Recognition filled your senses when you realized it was your Uncle Henry's desk. A small picture of Bendy's face popped out of a piece of paper on the desk. The word no was scribbled in next to it in handwriting you didn't recognize. You noticed a book that was laid off to the side. It was titled The Illusion of Living. The book didn't seem right. Henry would never read something like that. The exploration continued.

Every event from Chapter 1 of Bendy and the Ink Machine was carried out. There were very few differences. One part that was different was when you found Boris.

At first, you thought that your eyes were playing cruel tricks on you. Upon closer inspection, you realized that it wasn't an illusion or trick at all. It was Boris. Surprised, you sprinted down the hallway and came screeching to a stop when you realized the situation.

"What in the-?! Has his-?! Are those-?! Grandpa Joey... What did you do?! His stomach!! His chest!! What's with all of this ink?!" you demanded in confusion and fear. Glancing at the wall, you spotted words in black ink writing like the other message you found before about dreams coming true.

Do you remember us?

The words disturbed you a lot. Hearing them said was one thing, but slathered across a wall in black, dripping ink made it thrice as creepy. Was this mystery being really talking to you specifically? You hoped not. Normally, at this point, you'd race for the exit. However, curiosity overpowered this feeling.

Proceeding on, you were jump scared by the cardboard Bendys. You came to the conclusion that the place was haunted by ghosts. What else could it be?! How was it possible? You didn't even know why you were trying to turn on the ink machine. It was all just instinct. Rather than mischief in their cardboard eyes, you saw curiosity. It was a strange curiosity. Gathering items and pushing buttons was a lot of work. By the time you finally pulled the lever to start the machine, you were scared out of your mind. All you wanted to do was see the ink machine and leave. Seeing that the area to the ink machine was boarded up was what initiated your worries. You crept a little closer...

Something covered in ink slashed through the boards and tried to grab you. Ink began to flood the floors. A scream rose in your heart and mind at least ten seconds before you actually made it a reality. The instinct to scream and flee was overwhelming. Finally, you were able to get away from it. The creature stumbled and you raced for the exit. Barely able to see where you were going created only more fear. When the door came into view, you felt yourself trip just before reaching the door. You fell expecting to land on the inky ground, but that never happened. You fell.

"I HATE THIS PLACE!! MAKE IT ALL STOP!!!! I HATE YOU BENDY! I HATE THIS ANIMATION STUDIO! I HATE BEING SCARED! I HATE FEELING LIKE THIS!! PLEASE NO!!!!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!" you shouted frantically. Nobody was there to save you.

Crashing to the ground, you felt your left leg snap. The pain was so overwhelming you fainted on the spot. Thankfully, shock erased a lot of the pain and you fell into a dark unconsciousness.

After what felt like a lifetime of being lifeless, you forced yourself to open your eyes. What immediately greeted you was the pain, confusion, a leg cast on your left leg, a fluffy pillow behind you, and a strange being whistling to himself just around a corner. Forcing yourself to sit up without moving the cast, you tried to piece together what happened. Oh yeah, the monster and the fall. What happened to the ink creation from the ink machine?

The whistling was going to your head. Who'd hang out in a joint like this?! Well, they were nice enough to try to fix your leg up as much as possible after all of that. Maybe they caught the beast and returned it to ink! You had to thank them for their kind deeds. You weren't sure what kind of approach to take when calling out to them.

"Hello...? Who's there?" you asked.

The whistling stopped. After a moment, someone came running through the doorway. Who came screeching to a stop in front of you dropped your jaw. Fear rose up in you again.

"B-Bendy?! You know, it was REALLY nice being here, but I kinda have to go! Could you tell me how to get out of here?!" you asked avoiding his face as much as possible. The moments you recalled of Bendy weren't great anymore. All you could think up were jump scares and torturing on Bendy's to-do list from who knows how long ago.

"There's a staircase, but... I don't think you wanna do that...," Bendy explained. His face obviously gave away that he knew you were just trying to escape. A part of him didn't blame you.

You glared at him. "What? Did you rig the staircase with traps or something?!" you demanded.

"Nope. Unless if you want to torture yourself by climbing them in your condition, I don't recommend you use it. I'm sure you know me! Cuz' I'm Bendy!" he chirped.

You narrowed your eyes at him. He got the hint that you didn't exactly trust him. Without waiting, he tossed a water bottle your way. You picked it up from the floor and inspected it closely. Dehydration sounded like a horrible way to die, but poisoning almost sounded worse. "Is it... poisoned?"

Bendy looked annoyed for half a second. "Gee, I don't know! After all that I've done to help you, you come asking if I'm going to be a hypocrite and kill you. Why don't you figure it out yourself?" he explained.

You took a sip of the water. It tasted like normal water. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry! You didn't have to be so rude about it, though... I'm sure you'd think I was the torture master if I put you through all of what you did the other day!"

Bendy crossed his arms and thought about your statement. "I guess that's true. But what did you expect me to do? I was no more than a 2D plane. I could only transport myself into different hosts at the time that projected my 2D image. You know, like cardboard cutouts or projectors. I had to use what I could to get you to make me into a 3D image so I could explain."

"Then why did you constantly try to scare me?!" you demanded. You clutched at the pillow from the memory. "I was freaking out as it was and you had to make it worse, Bendy! All of your little pranks didn't help!" you yelled. After burying your face into the pillow, you could hear him move next to you. At this point, you didn't care anymore. You just wanted to go home. "I only wanted to make the nightmares stop, Bendy..."

"Nightmares?" he asked suddenly interested.

You tried not to cry from the stupid situation you were in. Taking a breath, you tried to explain about how your life was for the last ten years. You made sure not to leave anything out about Uncle Henry or Grandpa Joey. Bendy crossed his arms with disappointment when he heard Joey Drew was gone but not dead. "I can't believe that traitor is being allowed to live after what he did to us. You saw what he did to Boris! He tried to torture me, too... Thankfully, using a few of my tricks, I sent him screaming for the hills! Although, I don't know who else can fix Boris..."

"You sound like you really hate my grandfather... I guess I kind of hate him too... All of this is his fault. I'm just glad he won't be coming back from the retirement home...," you explained.

"What about Henry? I sent him a message to come here the other day. He hasn't shown up," Bendy said looking over a calendar he found. One box was circled that said 'Letter sent' on it.

You lifted your head from the pillow. "What do you want to see my uncle for?"

"I have a score to settle with him too. When you showed up, I thought you were actually Henry. That was why I jump scared you the first time. However, being a cardboard cutout, it wasn't like I could respond to your scream and beg for forgiveness. I wanted to! But I couldn't! So, I just figured that you could fix the machine and then I'd apologize! However, the process to make someone 3D was complicated, so I was first turned into this weird ink blob before I took shape. As you already know, ink blobs are not very handsome, so, I can understand why you ran for the exit screaming. The problem was... The pitfall trap I made for Henry... I made it a little too good and you fell for it. Literally," he explained.

You huffed. "THAT'S how you talk about me falling almost to my death?!" you demanded almost insulted.

"Well, you have been asleep for a few days now. I've just been waiting around feeling like a guilt-tripping loser for three days. I'm not completely heartless, so I ran as fast as I could to get help, but most people ran away screaming, "Demon! Demon! OH NUUUUU!!!" So, I had to steal from the stupid hospital and I had to read an entire book about the subject! It was so boring... Eventually, I was able to fix you up, but I still felt like a guilt-tripping loser for three days..."

At least, he felt guilty about almost ruining your entire life in a day. You took another sip of the water. You didn't want to talk any more about what happened. "How do you like being 3D?"

Surprised by the sudden question, he thought it over. "It's okay. Not much different than life in the projector. I'm amazed by all of the colors outside of these walls. Never been outside until you tripped! Despite the fact that people were a-screamin', I was a-beamin'. Nothing can bring down this happy little demon! 3D is cool, but the color is astronomical! I almost envy those humans living the good life with their pretty universe," he stated with the happy grin still on his face.

You couldn't help but smile a little from his little rhyme. In a way, his personality sort of reminded you of how Henry would act around you. It brought up an old memory. "Hey Bendy, you won't tell anyone about me breaking my leg, right? I mean, we don't want to get in trouble...," you said with the smug look.

Bendy saw the look of mischief in your eyes. He knew your parents probably wouldn't want you to be trapped in an abandoned animation studio with a broken leg and a demon. He grinned even bigger and nodded. "Your secret's safe with me. The humans shall never know about us."

"Thanks, Bendy."

Bendy shrugged. "Hey, after what I did, I'm practically your servant now! Whatever you wish, madame! I shall sing and dance if that be your wish! I shall conquer empires! I shall destroy armies! I shall win the world and let you rule it! Just say the word!" he chirped.

Just as he finished what he was saying, a door just above you opened and a man's voice called out into the darkness. "Hello...? Joey? What was it you wanted me to see, huh? I'm here like you asked!"

The energy that was once in Bendy's face vanished in an instant. His glassy eyes glared up at the main floor and, to your surprise, you could see Henry standing directly above you. The trap must've been magic or something. Bendy clutched his fist and shut his eyes reluctantly. When he opened them, he turned to you with a gaze that frightened you. It was a really sudden transition of mood.

"I'm so sorry, (y/n)... I would love to entertain you like I used to, but you must understand... I do have one objective in this unnatural life I now possess... I vowed to settle the score and get revenge for Boris, so I have to go... You stay here and don't move from that spot," Bendy commanded you with a slightly deeper voice tone. He began to leave before you could even nod. Just before he left, he snatched the ax from the wall. "Also, I'm going to need this."

"What's that for...?" you asked.

"Oh... Nothing."