Gears grinding and pistons pumping were the only sounds. “They could have at least given me a weapon.” They stood as close to the ink as they could. But I was so ink soaked at this point, there was genuinely nothing that could have affected me now. The ink was cold on my feet as I entered. These two were my captures for a long time. He stuck his right hand out, and I shook it. We didn’t say anything, but this was goodbye. She looked away for a second, and then back at me. There’s always a reason! Even when you can’t understand it.” I don’t even know why this is all happening to me.” “Then I guess it’s all up to me… and I don’t even know what I’m doing here. I was the only one who could survive such a trip. If we go in there, well… a drop of water in the ocean is rarely seen again.”Īllison and Tom couldn’t cross. “I don’t see any way around… nothing to build a raft with.” They must have come shooting through the pipes when they were made, doomed to emerge somewhere random along these endless hallways and aimlessly roam through nightmares made by my own hand. It was what made them into what they are now. Where he was made.Īllison and Tom looked up at it. It was only a piece of a larger Machine, and here it was. It was a smaller machine that was connected to chains. Above it, something emerged from a tunnel. These pipes spread across the entirety of the studio, the menacing machinery gripping the whole studio. Ink seemed to flow from pipes connected to it. A thick inky lake separates us from a colossal machine.

Bendy and the ink machine chapter 5