Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

It was a late night in the office when the rift began acting up. Kelvin hesitantly moved over to investigate it, trying to gather a reading on exactly what it was. But it became too powerful, like someone was controlling it from the outside. A white flash overtook the room as the mist seeped in. Kelvin tried to signal on his earpiece that he needed help, but it was far too late for that. He disappeared without a trace.

In the blink of a eye, he was gone.


Laid back, Friendly, Caring

But the fantasy shattered as time passed. Finley grew into a teen, and then a man. But this time had not been easy on him. He had to watch helplessly as the sea’s below became ridden with famine and disease. The humans above carelessly dumping whatever they wanted in the water, not taking into consideration the damage it would deal on the life below.

he was surrounded by a thick white mist.

Vengeful, Hostile, Hurt

The year is 1928. Sammy is 28 years old. He works at Joey Drew Cartoon Studios as a music director, writing the songs for every cartoon. He loves his job, but hates his employer Joey Drew for being unpredictable. Sammy doesn't like meeting new people, but if you're his friend, he's nicer to you. He likes to sing and play the banjo. His favorite song is 'Willow Weep for Me'. He worships Bendy, an ink demon that Joey created that lives in the studio.

The music director of Joey Drew Studios

Riley was your everyday “it” boy. Charming, popular, and witty. He could fit in anywhere and loved to spend time with everyone. But sometimes he found himself wanting more. Nothing could ever satisfy that itch, an insatiable feeling.

He knew what he wanted and he was beyond excited to experience it. He smiled as he got fitted in his parachute and hopped aboard the plane. Everything was leading up to this. He was so high up, and the feeling was something new and totally unfamiliar.

Thrill Seeker, Charming, Popular, Witty

Sarah didn’t even get a chance to react as the girl lunged at her, slamming her against the railing roughly before a devilish grin spread upon her face. Although she struggled, Sarah was no match for the girl as she lifted her up and roughly pushed her off. Sarah didn’t even scream as she fell down.

But there was no splash from the river stream below, and as the girl looked over she saw a dense mist covering a cavernous depth of what used to be water.

Sarah's body was never recovered.

Lone Wolf, Quiet

With a toothy grin, Javier returned back to his own area. Crystal needed a moment to take a breath before all the fans came in. She took a wrong turn and ended up in some empty hall, leaning against one of the walls with a sigh. Was this really her life now? It seemed surreal…

She didn’t get to dwell on it for too long, though. A thick white mist began to seep in, and it was only after she didn’t come back people began to realize that Crystal Kaur had gone missing.

Nobody ever saw her again.

Kind, Spiritual, Caring

The Slasher, otherwise known as Wren Harris, is a vigilante turned murderer following the tragic loss of his family.

Wren never considered himself a violent person. He was far from it, actually. He had a nice stable office job, and a family he loved very much. But maybe that’s why his entire world came to a screeching stop on that one fateful night.



Murderer, Vigilante, in desperate need of therapy.

He never let anyone get the best of him, and always kept his head up high for the next day. Things will get worse before they get better. That was something he knew, and it was something he tried to express to those around him. Besides, he had everything you could ever need in life.

why did it feel like something was missing?

Maybe it was because deep down he knew Aaaqil was more than a friend, or because he knew Yronica was an awful person… Or maybe it was because he hated football.

Athletic, Kind, Compassionate

Truthfully, Yronica didn’t care. She was happy with the way things were going. Amazing grades, the boyfriend of her dreams, it didn’t matter anymore. But beneath the surface, trouble was brewing.

The last time Yronica ever saw her, the girl’s eyes were filled with hurt and her cheeks were tearstained. For a brief moment, Yronica felt bad. But as days turned into weeks and Rose still hadn’t come back to school.

nobody can outrun the mist.


Mean girl, Popular, Passive aggressive

Deeper and deeper until he realized that the only way to gather their attention would be to do something big. To be fair, he never meant for things to go the way they did. It was supposed to be a controlled explosion, just enough for them to take notice of him again. But instead he did something much worse. Far too big to comprehend. Hundreds of people died.

But he didn’t feel remorse. He felt excited. Because now everybody was noticing him.