Chapter 3- the alliance

When Henry woke up completely oblivious about that dream about a man with a projector for a head. Sadly, he is still trapped in the world of horror (1700’s cartoon and animations world). But he started to think that he was hallucinating though. He saw; the cartoon characters alive and laughing with their mazing friends; the lights glowed in a neon yellow colour; a puddle of thick, ever ending ink that spread throughout the demonic side of the city; and ominous, possessed that sobbed saying

“I just want to go home.”

Henry didn’t want to be here any longer so he looked for any way to escape this hell land. He looked for that trophy to try and reverse the incident or even to find a portal that could take him back to the emporium. Will he ever escape? Will he perish in this dark abyss? Under any condition Henry will escape this doom. He will search for an exit until the day he dies. He travelled to the Eastern side of this hell and that’s where he found it.

“Hello young one,” hissed an unfamiliar voice, “tell me, why are you here, and what is your purpose?”

Henry was completely oblivious to what he had just heard.

“Hello, is anyone the… the… there” Henry stuttered

Henry backed up into a corner only to see the cartoon lord Bendy (Joey Drew’s studios most famous character).

“Did you come here to see me?” Bendy said.

Henry shook his head saying,

“I touched a souvenir and now I can’t leave.”

There was an ear piercing shriek in the distance and Bendy knew exactly who that was. He turned himself into the ink demon and he said in a distorted voice

“split up!”

He did some sort of voodoo magic and walked into a wall and teleported. Henry went to the signal of the noise and He got quite the surprise. The projectionist grabbed Henry by the neck and shrieked at the top of his voice.

“let me go,” Henry Begged while gasping for breath, “please!”

Henry kicked him in the face and he let go so that gave Henry time to run. He ran for his life while shouting

“Help, Bendy help!”

He needed an insane hiding spot that could hide from the projectionist’s light. Unfortunately, it was too late for Henry.