Third Point Of View

Creak! Creak! Creak! Thud! Creak.

Y/n had become awoken by the thud. Darkness surrounded Y/n and her/his friend Carrie. Carrie had been knocked out as she dreamt of the outside world, being safe and sound. "There we go, nice and tight." A voice whispered. Y/n's body became filled head to toe in fear. S/he shook in fear. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck! It took a moment to finally have the memories come back. The horrid nightmares of the many floors, the cutouts, the creepy characters. Y/n tried to move her/his hands but unfortunately, they were tied together behind a pole. "Oh no........oh no!" Y/n cried out.

A candle had been lit as many others began to light up the room. In the dim light, Y/n could see a tall, male figure with an infamous face. Her/His words caught in Y/n's throat. No, not-not you! This-This can't be real! The figure studied the two college girls/one boy and a girl. "Pl.......Please d-d-d-don't-don't k-k-kill m-m-m-me!" Y/n pleaded. The figure ignored her/his cry and picked up an axe. Y/n looked over at Carrie and had the bright idea to wake her. "C-C-Carrie! Carrie! Carrie!" Y/n tried to shake her awake of which proved successful. "Y/n?" Carrie asked. "What do you remember?" Y/n asked her/his friend. Carrie tried to recall for a minute or two but it only made Y/n more anoxius. "Shit!" Carrie said. "No legit, that's what I remember, saying shit." She added. "Shush now....." The voice said. Carrie and Y/n looked around to find the person who spoke. A floating candle appeared from the darkness. "Well then," Carrie whispered. "This is some ultra shit! But don't worry, I have pepper spray." Carrie whispered to her friend.

I don't think that's gonna help. Really, I hope it does but it probably ain't. The candle's light revealed the infamous face. "It's best to not disrupt this ritual.........I must please him." The man said. "Wait, is Y/n getting laid?" Carrie asked. Y/n looked at her/his friend in shock. The man laughed at Carrie. "This shall please him much....." The man said. Y/n suddenly caught his attention. The young fe/male seemed familiar.

"Wait, you look familiar to me?" The man asked out loud. "Oh shit.......no...." Y/n said. The man squished Y/n's face to study her/his facial features. "M'lord requested someone..........fe/male......" The man paused to think. "You......You bastrad!" The man said. Carrie turned to Y/n. "What did you trigger him with?" She asked. Y/n had no answer. "No matter.........M'lord will be pleased.......now, it's time to sleep......" The man said. "Bro," Carrie said. "Go to sleep!" Carrie yelled. Carrie proved annoying to the man. "Wait, can't we at least get a name out of you?" Carrie asked. "No need.......but I guess I tend to forget........S-S-Sammy........Sammy........Sammy...." The man said. "We're good then, my name's Carrie and this is Y/n." Carrie smiled at Sammy.

"The ritual must be completed.........no more distractions........Savoir must notice this offering......of peace....." The man walked away into the darkness with the candle's light fading. The axe dragging along the floor made Y/n uneasy. "I-I-I told you!" Y/n yelled. "What could have gone wrong?" Carrie asked. "Curioustiy killed the cat Carrie!" Y/n yelled. "Mew." Carrie said, imitianting a cat. "Sheep, sheep, sheep," The voice returned but it couldn't be found. "Well, I'm gonna die a virgin.......you Y/n?" Carrie asked. Y/n had the idea of burning the rope with a candle. "I hate you." Y/n muttered under his/her breath. The rope wouldn't slip but it still proved gentle on Y/n's wrists. The voice repeated several words as his voice rose. "Ink demon, I summon you! I summon you from the darkness! Come and take your offerings!" Sammy yelled. Y/n became anxoius as the soundtrack of Bendy's TV show played.

A few minutes passed as nothing came. Sammy tried again but he grew impaitent. Sammy slammed opened the door from his office and approached the two college students. He studied them for a moment and circled the pentagram. Sammy thought for a moment. Sammy decided to untie one of them. He carefully untied the rope on Y/n's hands. Y/n took a breath of relief. Sammy then got a grip on Y/n as he took Y/n into another room, leaving Carrie all alone. "Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!" Carrie yelled for her friend but no response. Carrie had no means of escape. Carrie tried to cut the rope with the pole but it didn't get her anywhere. "Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!" Carrie yelled.

Sammy dragged Y/n down another smelly and sticky hallway. A floorboard made Y/n trip and caused her/him to fall face first into the ink. A book slipped out of Y/n's jacket as Sammy stopped. The book caught his eye as he knelt down to pick it up. The Illusion Of Living. By Joey Drew. Sammy liked this news. Y/n tried to stand up but the sticky ink made it hard to stand. Y/n checked her/his pockets then s/he saw what Sammy had. The Illusion Of Living. Oh God. Sammy flipped to a page of which showed how creation went.

"Come sheep....." Sammy said.