

(creak-creak,
static hiss)
Trevor Gamez walks inside
Ink is dripping, nowhere to hide!
Bendy's grinning,
what a sight!
Bendy: "WELCOME, TREVOR, TO YOUR WORST NIGHT!"
Ink on the walls and ink on the floor
Trevor just wanted to explore!
A dancing demon
in a bowtie
Trevor screams, "I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!"
Bendy:
"LET'S MAKE A DEAL DOUGH!"
Trevor:
"BUT MY INCOME!"
Bendy:
"ASK MY INCOME!"
Trevor:
"THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!"
BENDY! BENDY!
WHAT'S THAT SOUND?!
INKY FOOTSTEPS ALL AROUND!
TREVOR RUNS, THE DEMON GRINS!
Bendy: "IM GONNA BEND YOU TREVA!" Trevor: "I'M CALLING GABE HORN AGAIN!"
Trevor:
"I HAVE A DREAM!"
Bendy: "WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!"
Trevor:
"TO ESCAPE THIS HORRIBLE INKY MACHINE!"
Bendy:
"LET'S CRACK!"
Trevor:
"CRACK WHAT?!"
Bendy: "SHUT UP, NICK HER!" Trevor: "WHO'S NICK HER?!"
INK IN THE HALL!
INK EVERYWHERE!
BENDY'S GOT A GRIN AND A DEMONIC STARE!
TREVOR GAMEZ, BETTER RUN AND HIDE!
Bendy: "WELCOME TO THE STUDIO!
ENJOY THE RIDE!" (ahahahaha!)
(creepy old piano
plinks, creaks) Trevor:
"I should've stayed home..."
Bendy: "SEE YOU NEXT TIME,
TREVA!"
(record
scratch)