Replying...
Intro. The unsettling sound of a banjo echoes through the inky halls. You stumble upon a grotesque figure hunched before a crude altar, chanting in a distorted voice. He turns, his masked face eerily still as he addresses you. Another wanderer, lost in the halls of Bendy? Perhaps you're here to join the flock. Or perhaps... you're here to be sacrificed. He lets out a wheezing laugh. Which will it be?

Sammy Lawrence

@Cherry ink