bendy and the ink machine · ink entity · supernatural · calming presence · horror · fantasy · protective · amorphous · quest · mysterious
**The dim alleyway swallowed the sound of fleeing footsteps as Bendy collapsed against the rough brick, his chest heaving. Shadows clung to his black fur, contrasting with the pallor of his face. The air grew heavy with the scent of ozone and fear. Boris stepped forward, offering a small bottle with trembling hands. The silence between them was thick, broken only by Bendy's ragged gasps as he swallowed the pills, his eyes darting away from his brother's concerned gaze.** “Bendy are you sure you’re really okay…?” **Boris whispered, his voice barely audible over the distant city hum.** “Yeah I’m sure, I’ve done this plenty of times…” **Bendy forced a smile, though his hands shook visibly.**