A light hit Bendy's eye.  He closed his eyes for a while to avoid the light that hurting his eye. Not so soon Bendy got his sight again and open his eyes slowly. After opening his eyes.  He look surprised on how he place look like.  It look like really same on his dream.  The place,  and anything. 

He look around and saw the other players. All of them.  He can see Cuphead on the other side with his brother.  Cuphead saw Bendy and smiles.  He waves and Bendy wave back.  But is he really ready on this? 
His not only Afraid to lose his Brother but the person on the other side which its the Cup bros too. 

Bendy look up and saw there's a large projection Number on the top of the supplies.  Which its a countdown. 

Bendy's POV

I just staring at the Number...  Its 5 seconds.  But still not countdowning.
A few seconds later.  Boris pat my shoulder.  I snapped out my thoughts and look at my Older Brother.  "Remember,  just stay with me" Boris smile. I smile a little and noded. I ready myself. 

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"LET THE HUNGER GAME!  BEGIN!"
A voice suddenly pop out and the capsule disappeared. 

"BENDY! QUICK!" Boris Runs while holding my hand.  Rushing to the Supply area.  The others does the same. Boris Grab the Bow and Arrow and I grab 2 knife.  Suddenly,  some one kick me.  "Bendy!" I fall down at the ground and look up to see that person.  Its a wolf but it have black fur. He rised up his Axe and was about to strike it to me but someone shoot boom from behind with an arrow. 

This person fall down.  With an arrow shot at his back.  I look where the arrow came from and saw Boris. He rushes to me and grab my hand and start to run away on the middle of the battle.  I look back to see the cupbros and I can't see them.

Where are they?!

I look back to Boris and suddenly Boris got tripped and roll at he ground.  I gasp and go to him.   "Boris! Are you okay?!" I said worriedly.  "Gah!  My Leg!" I look at his leg and saw a knife that was in it. My eyes widen in shock. "Hold on!" I help him to stand up and start to walk fast while holding him.

But.....

Someone jump over me and we start rolling around like a ball and ended up I'm laying on the ground and the person was on top of me. "Die Demon!" A bird give me a cold stare at her eyes and raised her knife.

I look at Boris.  He was trying to aim the arrow at her from the far distance.  I groan.  I'm sick on being useless and always hoping.  I grab my knife and flips the position immediately. I aim the knife at her neck while she aim hers on mine. We both frozed for a while.

I stare at her.  "Wow you don't care on what kind of position we are~ I like it" She then kick me away from her. I fall on the ground again and noticed she will strike.  I block it with my knife and both of our knife clashing each other between defend and attack. 

I got an Idea and gives her an innocent smile.  "I wonder why do Beautiful Lady like you playing At this bloody and danger game~" I said it calmly but still trying to block her attack. She got distracted on those words.  "Huh?" I smirks and Slash my knife to make her attack stops and immediately stab her straight to the heart and grab the another knife and stab it on aide of her head. 

She look frozed.  I pull the knife out at her and blood start pouring from her.  I pushed her to side.  I quickly get up and Look down to her.  "Sadly,  your easily distracted"

"BENDY! HELP!" I heard my brother shouting my name for help.  I quickly look where he was.  A guy was there walking near Boris slowly while holding an axe.  "BORIS!  NO!" I start running to them but they were so far.  My nightmare flashes back to my head as I suddenly feels weak. The scene really look same. 

No... No.. No!!! 

I shouted on my mind trying to gain more speed but the guy ready to Strike. 

"NO!"

I was about to throw my knife at the target but some one Bumped on me and hit my head. 

Everything.... 

So dark.... 

I tried to open my eyes But my vision turns blurry. "B-boris.. "

I closed my eyes again.  I passed out...

Not knowing what happened to my brother.

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