This form was not the Ink Demon’s, it was the Beast’s, but Henry had gotten use to this form, he had learned that though it was scary at times, Bendy was still the Li’l Devil Darlin’ Henry had created over thirty years ago. Walking up to the demon, Henry sat down on the floor and looked at Bendy in the dim light of the street lights outside the window. He was curled up into a little ball, seeming to be sleeping soundly. He found Bendy sleeping on his mattress on the floor, under a blanket. Shaking his head, he opened the door and peeked inside. He knew that beyond this door was his demon, not the one that Joey made into a monster, but… He stopped outside of a door, feeling uncomfortable. Quietly, he stepped out of the room after putting on a bathrobe, heading down the hall. He didn’t think he was going to be sleeping any time soon… He swallowed the lump in his throat as he carefully got up and out of bed. He was in bed, Linda was peacefully sleeping next to him, and it was in the middle of the night. There was no cold hand around his throat, there was no Bendy in front of him, and he was no longer in the studio. Henry jolted awake, suddenly looking up at the dark ceiling above his head. But this wasn’t the one he brought home, this is the one that he had ran from over and over, who tried to kill him.Īnd now that Bendy has Henry where he wants him, with no film reel to fix this, he was going to do what he’s wanted for a long time… He was face to face with the Beast form of Bendy, the one that he realized he took him with him and who he cares for as a son. He stared in horror as Bendy’s form started to shift in front of him, going from the Ink Demon form to a face he knew much better, one that he was surprisingly more comfortable with.
“Bendy.! I didn’t want to cut up the cutouts! Alice made me-!” He gasped when Bendy put a hand on his throat, feeling the large hand squeezing it.
BENDY IN NIGHTMARE RUN TOY SKIN
He felt that icy cold breath against his heated skin from the run, it was jarring and unsettling as he looked at the face of his demonic creation. “B-Bendy… please, just let me go.”īendy’s grin shook violently in response. He wheezed hard, looking up at the eight foot demon that seemed to stare him down from under that curtain of ink. He was suddenly yanked back, before being slammed into a wall, his back hitting the surface. He just needed to get to it, before Bendy got too c. Up ahead, Henry thanked his lucky stars at the sight of the station in a corner. The black on the lines were spreading more and more, and he could hear the growls and hisses of the demon that seemed to be getting closer to him with each corner that Henry turned. How long had he been running? How many hallways were in this place?! Shouldn’t he have ran into the toy storage by now, or at least have found a Little Miracle Station around here?! Henry ran down the hall, gasping as his heart beat too hard in his chest, his legs burning.
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