The Broken Loop

Chapter 15: Mysterious Tape

"Well, let's continue looking for statues then." He says, "because there is nothing else to do in this abyss."

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Pov: Allison

We managed to find two cans of bacon soup, and a Gent pipe.
The latter of which Tom has.

"At least it's better then nothing." I hear Bendy mutter.

I look behind me, to the others. This time I'm in the lead while Tom is in the back, the first thing I see is Bendy's smile, I quickly look back in front of me, looking for any more weapons or soup.

"Yeah, you're right" I reply.

"I hope we plan to just move forward!" I hear Sammy shout to us. "Because we can't go back!"

I look over and see a wall form. Everyone mutters swears under their breath.

"It's this all over again." Alice says.

We found four more cans of soup, along with an axe. We chose to give Sammy the axe.

I see a cut out, I immediately slice it in half. Better safe than sorry.

"Does anybody know where we might be?" I ask them.

"Nope." Alice.

"No." Sammy.

"Nodda clue." Bendy.

Tom shakes his head.

I look around whatever room we might be in. It's the same as all the other rooms. . Actually. There's a desk. I walk over to it and look at what's on it.

There's some kind of Bendy sketch. A much cuter and less creepy version of him, with the words "NO" written in the corner.

There's the letters "H.S" as well. I sense a presence behind me, I look, the others are also examining the desk.

"That looks like me." Bendy says.

"Yeah, a much better looking one." Alice says.

"Hey-" Bendy gets cut off.

"She's not wrong." Sammy and I say at the same time.

There must be something else here. I look under the desk, a can of bacon soup. I hand it to Bendy.

There's one of those tapes that are sometimes around the studio. . . But this one is different. It doesn't seem to be like the other ones I saw. This one looks more. . . Real? If that even makes any sense.

"I found a tape, should we play it?"

"Who's voice is it?" Sammy asks.

"It doesn't say." I reply.

"Well I say go for it." Bendy says.
"Might as well." Alice says while leaning against the wall.

I press play

There's a beep, and then a voice.

"I-it's only now that I understand the depth of the depravity of this...creature - this monster that I unwillingly helped to create."

It sounds like the man from those scenes, his voice is full of. . . Hatred and guilt?. . We look at each other.

"As if what he had already done wasn't enough, he found a new way to desecrate, to humiliate, to destroy. As if the suffering wasn't enough,"

Suffering? Is he talking about the studio? Or something else?

"the loss of innocence, the loss of everything to so many people. Small souls trapped in prisons of my making, now set to new a purpose and used in ways I never thought imaginable. "

Again. We're looking at each other, we don't want to talk in case we miss something important.

"He lured them all back."
"Back to a familiar place. Back with familiar tricks. He brought them all together. Are they still... Aware? I hope not. It keeps me awake at night."

"I could make myself... sleep. But not yet. Not until I undo what he has done and heal this wound - a wound first inflicted on me, but then one that I let bleed out to cause all of this. He set some kind of trap. I don't know what it was."

"but he lead them there again,"
He overpowered them again And he robbed them of the only thing that they had. Again."

"I don't know how those tiny breaths of life came to inhabit those machines. But they will never find rest now. Not like this."
"I have to call them all back."
"All of them."
"Together in one place."

Then a beep.

"I don't think he's talking about the studio. . ." Bendy says after several seconds, we all look at him.

"He's talking about something else, something just as sinister, if not more sinister then what has happened here."

"How do you know?" Alice asks.

"I don't. . I just feel like it's something else, like that tape isn't supposed to be here."

Tom picks job the tape and looks around, then walks down a hallway, we run after him

"Tom! What are you doing?!" I shout to him. There's a puddle of ink and a cardboard cutout.
Tom plays the tape, and drops it into the ink. . .

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Pov: ????

"-It's only now that I understand the depth of the depravity of this...creature - this monster that I unwillingly helped to create."

"As if what he had already done wasn't enough, he found a new way to desecrate, to humiliate, to destroy. As if the suffering wasn't enough, the loss of innocence, the loss of everything to so many people. Small souls trapped in prisons of my making. now set to a new purpose and used in ways I never thought imaginable.
He lured them all back. Back to a familiar place. Back with familiar tricks. He brought them all together. Are they still...Aware? I hope not. It keeps me awake at night. I could make myself...sleep. But not yet. Not until I undo what he has done and heal this wound - a wound first inflicted on me, but then one that I let bleed out to cause all of this. He set some kind of trap. I don't know what it was,

but he lead them there again.
He overpowered them again. And he robbed them of the only thing that they had. Again. I don't know how those tiny breaths of life came to inhabit those machines. But they will never find rest now. Not like this.
I have to call them all back.
All of them.
Together in one place. "

I remember this. . . I helped him make machines.
Machines that were designed to kill children.
Machines that have souls trapped inside of them. . .

He was my friend. . . But friends don't murder children. .

Friends don't murder their friend's children.

I recorded this after I found out. . . I came up with a plan to free them. . . .

But did I manage to free them?

I feel like I'm missing something. . . Something important. . .
Charlotte.

"I guess it's time to bring them here."