"Alright Joey, I'm here. Let's see if I can find what you wanted me to see."

It's been thirty years since he's been there, but then again, he knew the reasons why. When he came to his old pal's house to discuss about the past, he was honestly expecting harsh words, but instead he got lectured on "how he should have pushed a little harder". He couldn't believe Joey was partially the same guy who took what Henry gave, still, he couldn't resist coming back to see the old place. He missed animating for Joey Drew Studios, regardless if the owner used to be a bit of an asshole.

"Well, better start moving. Not gonna get anywhere doing nothing." He said to himself.

Unbeknownst to him, someone was watching him from the sidelines. Henry wondered if it was still there even after thirty years. The figure watching Henry saw him walking over to the corridor where he was at. The figure panicked and did the most logical thing possible. He hid behind the Bendy poster near the desk.

"Hey, here's my old desk. I wasted so much time in this chair."

Henry noticed an entirely new room. He walked to see a lot of desks. It was some sort of animation room.

"Looks like they knocked out a wall or two after I left. Guess it took a few people to replace me."

He looked around the room but then walked away. He headed back to the main office and went down the right corridor and found words splattered in ink.

DREAMS COME TRUE

"Heh, guess this was the only dream of yours that didn't come true."

He kept on walking down the hallway until he saw a hallway labeled "Ink Machine". He kept on walking until he found a gigantic room. He looked to the right to see a lever.

"This lift could use a few dry cells."

Once again, the figure was watching from the sides. He watched Henry place the dry cells into position with a worried expression. Henry stood up and looked at the lever.

"Let's see what you're hiding old friend."

And with that, he pulled the lever and watched as the chains moved up. Soon he looked at the famous Ink Machine rising up, the hellish creation that his old partner and the founder of the company, Joey Drew, made. He remembered that day all to well. After all, it was the same day he quit the studio and started a better life and a family.

"Alright, how do I get this to work?"

Henry then heard footsteps from behind him. He looked behind him to see nothing. He started to get worried.

If he remembered correctly, the switch to the machine was in the break room. He left the Ink Machine room and set for the said room.

As he was walking through the hallway leading to the break room, a board from the ceiling fell, startling him. He had to remember, the place was over thirty years old. There was bound to be somethings falling apart.

The figure still watched from a distance. He wanted to talk to Henry, but he wasn't sure how he'd react. He sat down for a little bit trying to think how he'd introduce himself to his creator. He then heard Henry speak again.

"Oh my God. Joey, what were you doing?"

The figure peeked over to see what he meant. He then understood easily once he saw what Henry was looking at. Henry saw the dissected body of one of the secondary characters, Boris the Wolf.

Henry looked at the body closely. The body was clearly made of solid, but dried up ink, in fact, the skeleton inside looked almost real, minus some very small details. There was no organs and X's were on its eyes.

The figure watched as Henry looked at the corpse, then turned around and looked at their hand. They took a deep breath and walked up to Henry and tapped his shoulder. Henry turned around, only to jump back in surprise and nearly bump into the Boris corpse. He looked at the figure in front of him and instantly knew who it was.

"Bendy?"

Sure enough, it was a different version of Bendy. The fingers of his gloves were either ripped off, or covered in ink. He was taller and thinner than his original design, in fact, he was just a quarter shorter than Henry. The weirdest part was his face. Ink was covering his right eye while the other was a hollow black eye with a white pupil. It seemed to be an older version of Bendy.

"H-hi Henry. I've been waiting for you for thirty years, you know. Took you long enough." Bendy said in a raspy voice.

"How are you alive?"

"Ink Machine, Joey Drew, lots of rituals, etcetera, etcetera." He replied, causing the both of them to slightly chuckle.

"I always believed you would come back. I lost hope sometimes, but then I'd always remember what you would say, when in doubt-"

"-just keep drawing." Henry finished.

Bendy walked up to Henry, "I'm really glad you're back. Joey did lots of bad things to my friends."

"Yeah," Henry said, looking at Boris, "I see."

"Well, I'm guessing you're trying to turn on The Ink Machine?"

"I only want to see how it works. I left the company when the machine was made and I guess it would be an adventure to see what it can do."

Bendy sighed, "well, if your gonna turn on the machine, then you might wanna follow me."

"Alright then, lead the way."

And thus started their journey.