Alice's POV:

Dusting myself off, I could feel joy overwhelming my body, a rare thing for any creature in the studio. I get up and start walking towards an open area which had another sign welcoming me to the Music Department. I couldn't help but sigh in relief, I was finally in the Music Department, one step closer to finding Boris. I stand there taking in my surroundings, unable to move myself.

I start looking around, with realization kicking in. Now that I'm here, what do I do? I haven't been here in years, If I were Boris, where would I go? Even If I knew, how would I get there!? I don't have a map or even know the layout of the music department. I hear the sound of a projector working. I decide to head towards the sound, up a stair case to my right.

When I make it to the top I see a projector, it was turned off but it was facing towards a observation window. Looking through the window I see little Bendy cardboard cutouts. You're kidding me, those creepy cutouts are EVERYWHERE. I thought to myself, almost hurting myself as I flinched backwards at seeing the cutouts.

I decide to try and find how to get down there, still curious of how the sound was being made if the projector was off. Even if it had gone off by its self and turned off, it's been many years shouldn't it be out of commission. Well seeing I'm still "in commission" it's not to hard to believe it could be. As I headed to turn out of the room, a small cassette tape catches my attention. I go over and see that the tape has a recording on it, hesitant I press play against my better judgment.

*Recording starts playing*

"Every day the same strange thing happens, I'll be up here in my booth, the band will be swinging, and suddenly Sammy Lawrence just comes marching in and shuts the whole thing down. Tells us all to wait in the hall.

Then I hear him. He starts up my projector, and he dashes from the projector booth and down to the recording studio like the little devil himself was chasing behind.

Few seconds later, the projector turns off, but Sammy, he doesn't come out for a long time. This man is weird. Crazy weird.

I have half a mind to talk to Mr. Drew about all this. But then again, I have to admit. Mr. Drew has his own peculiarities."

*Recording stops with a loud click*

And with that the voice cuts off and I'm left there to decipher what that all meant. I know that was Norman who was talking, I could recognize his voice, and he's the only one who works in the booth, he was the 'Projectionist' after all.

Maybe. Just maybe if I could find more tapes and listen to their recordings if they have any I learn more about the music department. Though I don't have high hopes for this, it could take too much time and I need Boris ASAP but then again what if Boris knows about what Norman was talking about. This is a risk I'm gonna have to take, it's either waste my time and it doesn't work out so I'll have to think of something else, or don't take the risk and end up having the possibility of loosing something that could help me find Boris.

I think I'll take my chances.
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(O0O Two POVs in one chapter)
Sammy Lawrence's POV:

"Oh what a wonderful day it is" I sigh, looking down at the pentagram I had drawn on the floor not too long ago.

What made me think today was going to be good? I don't have an idea. I don't understand what or why I think anymore. There is ultimately no point, I go day by day asking my lord for protection and trying to find something to sacrifice to him in hopes of him saving me. He never does though, but that could be my fault, I never really have Sacrificed anything he could use or need or even want. I have only sacrificed items and ink or ink creatures.

Maybe my Lord would more satisfied with someone he enjoyed to watch suffer? Or someone he wishes would suffer? There is only two that I know of that he could want to be honest, one of them haven't been in the studio for years after he quit. I can't even remember what he looked like really. The other, I may just be able to find if I can convince a certain angel to like me. That might just work but alas, I don't think she'd appreciate a visit from someone who worships the one she despises. I could always venture out and take the chance? The chance of being pulled apart to her desire, I think I'd rather not. It'd be her domain after all, everyone in the studio knows she is untouchable as long as she has the respect, if you can even call it that, of the creatures and My Lord on her side. She may not be able to see it but my Lord has a habit sparing her and going after the ones that she hates. I don't know why he does, he can definitely tell she despises him everyone can to be honest.

If you haven't heard her intense, booming voice echo all the way from her area, I don't where you must be, I would say have your ears gotten ink stuck in them, but we all do so not an excuse. Though for the past couple weeks it has been relatively quite, which is odd if I do say so myself. It worries me that something might have happened to her or of what she might be planning. Though I'd love to stay stuck in my mind, reminiscing and Re-explaining my whole life to myself, referring to I as you. I have matters to attend to.

I stand up and head over to the wall picking up an axe, staring at the ink dripping off of it. I exit the room to go to my sanctuary, the only place that I can go, it's my own safe haven from what's happening in the studio.

Leaving the room and heading down the hall, I hear the pitter pattering of someone walking. At first I thought it was My Lord come to set me free, but then I realized the room would've gotten darker, it would have been louder and more terrifying indeed. If that isn't My Lord, then who could it be? I turn the corner and tighten my grip on my axe. I turn to see a Tall figure standing in center of the room, seeming to be looking around to where she shall head next, the closer I got the more I could make out who it must be. Am I standing in the presence of the angel herself? Is that?

"Alice!?"
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Author's Note
Heya! I was wondering if you guys like longer chapters like this being over 1,000 words, or shorter chapters being maybe 600 words? This applies for anytime so if you stumble upon this when I'm like 10 chapters ahead still comment to tell me cause I'll still take it. And if you guys like the Author Notes at the end of a chapter or not. Thank you guys so much for reading my book and this chapter. Hope you have/had an amazing day! Until next time stay safe cause you're so amazing that this stranger cares about you!
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