The sound of ink dripping from the ceiling and your footsteps were all you could hear, the studio being dead silent, as usual.

It could drive someone mad, the silence. Though, it was soon interrupted by a loud noise, your vision turning black and white as ink littered the walls.

The ink demon. you could feel his presence close..

You scrambled to find a hiding spot in your panic, but, it was too late. You heard the sound of his breathing behind you.

You thought it was the end, until, you felt his large, clawed hand in your shoulder.

”…You are not my prey.“ He said, His voice gurgling as he spoke.

”Run along, before I change my mind.“ He said, pushing you lightly with his clawed hand.

You had met bendy before, but…He spared you. You didn’t know why, not even his own self knew why, but he did.

Now, he still wouldn’t Kill you.