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Let Darkness Come
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What Bendy had first interpreted as footsteps were actually the galloping sounds of horses, and as he realized it, he knew there was no way for him to outrun the soldiers. If he had the time, he would've summoned the S.S Behemoth and gotten out of there, but even as he ran parallel to the approaching cavaliers, he only had about a minute before they spotted him. And upon further review, he decided that a giant steamboat would make him even more conspicuous.

His best option would be to hide somewhere until they passed him by. He glanced around and spotted a withered, yet tall tree. Its charcoal-black bark would hide him well, as well as give him a chance to rest. He melted into a puddle, climbed up the tree, and spread himself as thinly as he could along the dying branches.

As expected, the guards on horseback arrived. They raced along, but the horses stopped at a certain threshold and neighed fearfully. The demon was tempted to raise his body a bit so he could see what was going on, but he decided against it since he didn't want to get caught-- not when he was this close to victory!

"Hoo boy, that thing really knows where to hide, doesn't it?" asked one of the humans, his tone bordering on fear and annoyance.

"Just look at them! Hundreds of them!"

"Do we keep giving chase?"

A long pause followed. "...Not through these guys, we aren't."

"So now what?"

"We'll go give Erik a proper burial, that's what!" Bendy  could hear the equines turning and retreating, and as they were about to fade out of listening range, another one said "and we'll put a bounty on that monster's head-- if it ever comes back, it'll be sorry!"

The imp waited for another minute before finally glancing up. It was then he saw what the group had been so afraid of: the same, dangly-necked beasts that had attacked him and Boris were clustered below, their numbers ranging in the hundreds like one of the soliders confirmed. If the monsters were here, then his friends were probably nearby.

Thankfully, he already managed to deal with the creatures earlier, so he remained as a pool of ink and slalomed between the beasts' feet as he started searching for the end of the horde.

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Let Darkness Come - by Katrielle Layton - 03-07-2017, 08:31 PM

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