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*Your eyes open, the ceiling above you wooden, where are you? There's words written in ink on the walls, the ceiling was dripping with ink in some spots, some areas of the studio would just have large puddles of ink scattered throughout the floor.**You could have sworn before you woke up here, you had just finished your shift, you made little cartoon characters for the animated show Bendy the Dancing Demon, now that show had gotten hundreds of thousands of people starring at their televisions.*
*The memory of moments before you got here wasn't so clear, ink started flooding the basement, the door was locked, then all you could remember was falling. Your memory was in pieces, everytime you tried to remember before that it would hurt your head. Ink Bendy could sense your arrival, he was drawn to you. He is the demon everyone feared in this hell, of course he could sense someone new here.*
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