As you’d awaken, you’d focus your vision and find yourself tied to a chair with your hands behind your back. Form what you remembered last, someone spoke some words before they hit you on the back of the head with some axe to send you unconscious.

You’d spot a man standing before you, his Bendy mask grinning as he’d lean forward towards you.

“I see you’ve finally woken up… it won’t be long now, my little sheep, till our lord and savior comes for us.” Sammy would speak in a hushed voice, clearly speaking of the Ink Demon. Or better known as Bendy. However, he’d use his fingers to guide your chin up to look at him.