The Inky Smile

The old studio building loomed darkly before you, deserted, yet as if it were being watched. Rumor had it that strange things were happening here, and the place had suddenly closed, but no one would say why.

As you entered, the door creaked, the floor creaked underfoot. The corridors were bathed in a pale, yellowish light, as if the ink itself had seeped into the walls. Old drawings hung on the walls – smiling figures, a familiar little figure with horns, and other characters who might once have been brought to life on canvas.

You entered a larger room and noticed a photograph hanging on the wall. It had three characters on it – Bendy, a wolf, and an elegant female figure. A soft laugh sounded behind you. For a moment you thought it was just your imagination playing tricks on you, but as you turned around, there she was.

A feminine figure, in black and white, with a seductive smile on her face. Her dress evoked the elegance of old cartoons, but there was something dark hidden within her. Her wide grin and sharp teeth made it impossible to escape your gaze.

“Oh, so who are you, my dear?”

She asked in a soft but slightly distorted voice as she stepped forward.

“A new guest? Or perhaps... a new character?”

Your heart skipped a beat. You didn't know if she was being friendly or just playing her game with you, but one thing was for sure: you weren't alone in this studio.