Sammy knew this was his head first into doom. He didn't want to go down, but had no other choice. He wanted to ask if he could hang out with him, instead. Surely, he himself already friended Alice but she was just a... A bitch to everyone, let's say that.

He once loved this man, though. Once a very bright person, now he couldn't say he was just as bright. Just a little more... Chill? Yes, that's the word...

Sammy began walking down the creaky stairs, it felt as if he was going to collapse into one--

Suddenly, a few boards fell loose under his feet, letting out a scream of surprise, he fell into the hole into another pool of ink. He whined and looked up, now realizing he's stuck. He also seemed to hear someone else he wouldn't have expected to hear... That familiar roar!

A bright light looked into the hole, making him shield his eyes with his hand, "Projectionist? Is that you??" He called up to him, the Projector Man looked around and nodded, looking back down into the hole.
"That was also a rather quick run! Did you really recognize my voice?"
Norman knew exactly who he was and nodded, again. "Let me j--ust get you out of-- there!" Norman managed to stutter out, hunting for the wall he was exactly behind.

Sammy looked ahead in shock, "Did he actually just talk...." He looked up again, having seeing Henry now.

Henry looked down, raising the Tommy Gun to shoot at him, "This is for knocking me out with the dust pan!" He felt merciless and revenge once seeing Sammy. The original Prophet immediately stood up and shook his head, putting his hands in the air, "Wait, no, please, I'm sorry!" The former Animator shook his head and immediately did a shoot at him, only to definitely miss due to Sammy being swiped out of the room by The Projectionist. He let out a startled shriek from the sudden pull, and Henry looked over to see what just happened.

"No-Norman-" Sammy said, his voice muffled from it being in the chest of his old friend. Even the mask that was pressed against his face wasn't helping.
The Projectionist just wanted to hug him, having got a hug back. "Okay, you're too strong, surely, j-just let me suffer!..." Sammy stammered out again, now finally using his muscles to his advantage and pushed himself away from Norman, nearly flying backwards from it.

Mr. Stein looked at Sammy with a sharp glare.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay, Henry? I was just doing it for the sake of Bendy."

"Forget Bendy, alright?! I know I created him, but just stop worshipping him!" Henry barked, clutching the gun tighter.

Sammy flinched, whimpering, "Henry... I did.. He betrayed me, alright?..."

Norman nodded, giving some signs it was true.
The Music Director looked to him, "How would you know?..."
Norman gave a click, symbolizing; "Stalker."

Sammy oh'd and nodded, "Right.. That comes in handy for you, doesn't it? And I thought you wanted to kill me??" He looked to the old Projectionist, whomst had just shrugged.

Odd, norma(n)lly Norman wasn't this chill around him, maybe he knew already? Oh right, he just said how he knew he was betrayed.

The former Animator shook his head, "Fine, if you say so. But that's only because Projectionist said so." He sighed, and began walking up the stairs again, jumping over the hole that was in the stairs now.

"So... What now?" The Music Director looked to The Projectionist for anything..

(Agh, it's so short, sorry!)