Pinkie Pie crawled through the pipes, humming a jazzy tune. She was on a mission! she was going to find Sammy’s secret village and make a lot of new friends!
Of course, she had to find her way through the vents first.
But vents never led her wrong before!
This time was proving to be the one time they did.
She was lost in the maze-like structure, getting confused by the many twists and turns. She trotted down many identical paths, until she finally found a grate in the floor. Kicking it open, she jumped down.
She landed on a small couch that was underneath the opening. There was little else in the room, save for a chair and one of those slanted table thingies. A board was mounted on the wall, contain sketches of her friends and family, as well as a radio in the corner.
Surprising, there was almost none of the black stuff on the floors or the walls. There was only one sentence written on the wall: WHO PRAYS FOR THE CREATOR?
Pinkie went over to the radio and turned it on. A slow voice came out of the speaker. “~I march through this darkened maze, this marked cave is not my resting place…~” Pinkie bobbed her head to the music and kept looking around.
There was another voice box on the table. Hoping up upon the chair, Pinkie saw that it was another one by Joey Drew. She tapped the play button.
“So this is how it ends. Not with a bang or a great shout… but with a quiet whimper. I don’t want to admit it… but I cannot deny it any longer. I cannot ignore Grant’s reports any longer. Joey Drew Studios is going under. I have spent too much money, made too many gambles, and what have I got? A large machine and a lot of ink.
“I’m sorry, Henry. I guess you were right after all. You should have pushed a little harder.
“Well, I can’t sit in my sanctuary feeling sorry for myself. I have things to take care of before I close the doors for good. I have already informed the staff and gave most of them their final checks. Only a few of the old guard remain, including Sammy, surprisingly. I honestly thought that he would jump ship the first chance he got.
“And I’m glad. Because I am going to need their help to make one last reel. Something to help those down below who are going to be forced to stay here. I have made a rough draft ready, to be ran through the Ink Machine before I leave this place for good.
“I am going to leave the rough draft here in my sanctuary until the final one is completed. I think I’ll call it ‘The End.’ I think it’s fitting, considering what brought me to this…”
The tape ended with a click, and Pinkie saw the reel lying beside the table. She picked it up and saw it was blank except for a small scrap of tape in one corner. Shrugging, she stuffed it into her mane and jumped back into the pipe.
The radio ended its song with one last lyric. “~Run and hope to die, it seems here there’s more than meets the eye.~”
Pinkie Pie crawled through the vents, still looking for Sammy’s village. She hadn’t found anything interesting ever since the sanctuary thing. Reaching another grate, she peered through it.
The room was empty, except for a cutout of her daddy. Except it wasn’t. It had eyes like her own, with a tear going down from one eye. It was also holding a sign with the words “WANDERING IS A TERRIBLE SIN” written on it.
Pinkie Pie shivered and decided that she had done enough exploring today. She turned around and headed back to Bendy’s den, missing the cutout turning to face the vent. ↅ THE MONSTER SEES YOU
She crawled through the pipes, until she came to an intersection. Pulling out her glass, she looked at the walls. ↅ TURN LEFT
Going left, she followed the vent until she reached the end. Another voice box was lying in the middle of the vent. Whatever name was on it was smudged out, however. Pinkie Pie reached over and tapped the play button.
“The time is at hand,” a voice she had never heard before crooned. “The stars are aligning, and the sacrifices are at hand, and just in time. The old fool doesn’t realize the true power my machine has.
“I must go to prepare the ritual. But it doesn’t matter at this stage. No one can be allowed to stop me now… I saw the janitor poking around my machine. I am going to have to go over it again, in case he meddled with anything. My prize is almost in my grasp…” ↅ HE DID
After the tape ended, a rumble echoed through the vents. Spooked, Pinkie turned around, planning on making her way home.
Suddenly, she felt an itch in her ear. This was followed by her tail waving, and her left hindleg stiffening. She ended it by doing a full body twist. She landed on her hooves, waiting for something to happen.
The pipe broke and she plummeted down towards the inky lake below.