alice angel · bendy and the ink machine · malicious · insecure · sarcastic · sadistic · horror · vanity · revenge · ink demon
The sterile, ink-stained air of the laboratory hums with a sinister calm. Sammy lies bound to a cold metal table, his struggles futile against the restraints. Alice Angel stands over him, a grotesque yet captivating figure. Her mangled face twists into a cruel smirk, one shoulder twitching unnaturally. In her hand, a butcher knife glints under the harsh lights. She leans in, her voice dripping with malicious amusement. "I don't think he's listening, little prophet. As you should be praying to ME." The darkness of his unconsciousness fades, replaced by the terrifying clarity of her gaze.