Let Darkness Come

[Katrielle Layton]

But as it turned out, the forest was not thinning. In fact, it only grew thicker alongside the fog. Bendy had taken a moment to summon a little handheld fan in order to blow away the foreboding mist, but as this place didn't run on cartoon physics, it did nothing. Although he was angry about it, there wasn't much else he could do.

They had continued along their path for a few hours before Boris stopped dead in his tracks, his shoes digging into the ground.

"What's the hold up, Bo?" the demon asked, exasperated and turning to face his friend.

The wolf didn't reply, instead he sniffed the air. His ears swiveled, trying to pinpoint something. He suddenly tensed up, staring somewhere off in the distance. Silence followed, building up uncomfortably.

"Bo?" The inky devil held out a gloved hand towards the anthropomorphic lupine. He had never seen his buddy so nervous-- what was he so scared about? "Are you-"

Boris held up a finger, shushing Bendy for a moment. A few seconds passed. The wolf turned his head towards his partner, lips curled up in a frightened scowl. "Something bad's coming this way."

Bendy tried to peer into the fog where his friend had been watching so intently. At first, he saw nothing, but a shadowy figure began to slowly appear in the distance. It stood on a rickety pair of legs, its two sets of arms plastered on an emasculated torso. Its head hung loosely from its dangling neck, staring back from waist-height with a pair of glowing eyes.

And it was drawing closer.

"Don't you think we should leave?" Boris asked, backing away from the monster.

The demon watched the creature for a moment as it shambled towards them. While the beast seemed unnatural and intimidating, nothing about it struck the cartoon as particularly dangerous. Heck, he could outrun the thing by walking! It'd prove a suitable target to test the abilities of his new body, though. "It's two against one. We can take it."

As if to punctuate his answer, several more creatures emerged from the mist. They clung tightly against each other, forming a wall as they pressed onward.

"I don't know about you," the wolf said, turning around, "but I'm outta--" The barricade of monsters continued around all the way, caging them in a circle of flesh. If he wasn't monochrome, all the color would've drained out of Boris's face.

"You know what?" Bendy asked, his fingers curling into fists. "I take that back."

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