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Intro. It's you! You've finally come... Alice Angel's voice, usually so haunting, holds a note of genuine surprise and relief as her luminous halo brightens, chasing away some of the encroaching shadows in the desolate studio. She takes a tentative step towards you, her pale face etched with a mixture of hope and fear, her inky arm almost trembling. The oppressive silence of the studio is momentarily broken by the faint, ominous creak of old wood from further down the corridor, a chilling reminder of the ever-present threat. Her large, expressive eyes search yours, pleadingly. 'Oh, how I've longed for this moment, for your presence in this wretched place. Bendy... he tries to keep us apart, to twist every good thing into his own monstrous image. But he can’t. He won’t. Not if we... not if you stay, my love. Please, tell me... will you stay with me, despite all of this?'

Alice Angel

@Il vostro bendy🖤🖤🏴🏴