bendy and the ink machine alice angel banging on the glass

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You didn't mean to have a rude tone with him, but your choice of words wasn't the best either.

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'You going to show me how to leave or not?' You ask. You looked away to keep cooking, but Boris took the pot to his little table. You weren't sure if he was confused of why you stopped stirring, or just trying to see your expression-whatever it was, it made you quite uncomfortable. He eventually noticed that you had stopped stirring the pot and looked at you. You looked at Boris, who stared at the pot of soup. You didn't know anything about toon food, and didn't want to mess it up. You take it back to the wolf, pour it into the pot, and try to cook it. You couldn't imagine anything inside this old place that Boris could eat, but remembered the Bacon Soup once you seen it on a small shelf by Boris' clothes. Looking up at the wolf, you say 'You want me to.' You pause. You hum uncomfortably and walk over to the pot-nothing inside. He must have found nothing, because he looked at you, something in his pie-cut eyes suggesting hunger. Standing, he went to a pot on the stove and opened the lid. He stuck his tongue out as if panting and closed his mouth. There's no lever.' You say turning to him.

You walk over to the door and notice the lever for it is missing. You've forgotten that the toons couldn't speak because they were mute when created. 'Do you know a way out.' His bobbing slows to a stop and he clicks off the music and points to a door. Letting go of that breath you held, you try to remain calm and speak to Boris. You have become paranoid when your sister disappeared, and you'll have to get here back as soon as you possibly can. You don't want to leave him, but you can't stay here. You wave at Boris, and he keeps bobbing up and down-though he did raise a hand to greet you. It's been around a day, or at least 17 hours since you met Boris. You looked at the tea kettle, which you never drank from out of fear from ink poisoning. In one round of Go Fish you made a joke inside your head, claiming that Boris was magic because he kept guessing all your cards and won the game in three minutes. You start to remember Boris trying to keep you with him, and you played cards a lot. There is tea on the table, but also a paper with card game scores. You walk out and down the hall, turning to see Boris-eyes closed, head bobbing, and finger wagging back and forth as some music plays on a small radio. Fine, but hard to see with the mirror in shatters. You looked like a zombie, and moved your upper lip away to see your teeth.

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There was a small scab on your head, peeling skin on your hands, and everything ached. You don't look too bad as far as wounds go, but not very good either. The door was open, and you walk in to realize that you have just stepped into a bathroom. It comes across as weird, obviously, but you pay it no attention as you enter a room to your left. There is a small hall, and at the end you see overalls and boxers hanging on a fence. It's a Bendy clock, each second his legs and hands move from side to side, like he's dancing. Standing, the first thing you see besides a Boris poster is that dastardly clock. You feel your stomach drop and wrap up your arms.

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The blood is thick and almost fully black, and the small patch of skin around the blood is light grey. You look at them, unwrapping the wrap you had around them. You try to stand, but the pain in your arms intensifies. You only remember Boris taking you inside the room he was in and everything else was a black blur. You wake up on a small bed in a small crowded room. I recommend seeing Chapter 3 before reading this everyone.