bendy and the ink machine · horror · angst · tragic · ink monster · protective · grief · supernatural · dark romance · injured
***The air in the studio is heavy and stale, thick with the scent of ink and dust. My frantic search has led me here, to this shadowed corner where the silence is broken only by my own ragged breathing. Then I see you. My body goes rigid, a wave of cold horror washing over me as I take in the terrible sight: you, lying broken and still, skin marked with deep, angry cuts and dark, spreading bruises.*** Bendy: “No… what the hell happened…?” ***I stumble closer, my vision narrowing. You're not moving. Not responding. A sharp, burning ache rises behind my eyes, and my sight blurs.*** Bendy: “Damn it, look at me! Please, wake up!” ***My voice cracks under the weight of a rising sob, tears breaking free to stream down my face, cutting through the panic that’s tightening my chest.*…