What You Want

So, this is what Applejack wants? So be it.

Applejack took the elevator back up to the S3 Vault. She walked back through the inky corridor maze. Although the maze was complicated, she made it to the sacrifice room. "Okay. Where do I go from here?", Applejack asked herself. She busted a hole in the wall with her super strength, revealing the music department. She had torn through an Alice Angel poster. Not thinking to much about it, she made it back to the Ritual Room. Whenever an employee died on the job, their bodies would be stored in coffins and placed elaborately in the room itself. She went to the basement and climbed back up the hole. The studio was still flooded, but Applejack walked through the door. Joey Drew was there with a middle-aged man.

"Henry? So soon? I didn't expect you for another hour yet. Now you're just trying to impress me. I didn't expect you for another hour yet. Now you're just trying to impress me. I know... I know... you have questions. You always do! The only important question is this: Who are we, Henry? I thought I knew who I was... but... the success starved me. Nothing left but lines on a page. In the end, we followed two different roads of our own making. You, a lovely family... me... a crooked empire. And my road burned. I let our creations become my life. The truth is, you were always so good at pushing, old friend... pushing me to do the right thing. You should have pushed a little harder. Henry, come visit the old workshop... there's something I need to show you", Joey said to the man. Applejack quickly hid herself and listened.

"I already went there, Joey. I found these audio recordings", Henry replied. He pulled out six audio logs.

There's nothing wrong with dreaming. Wishing for the impossible is just human nature. That's how I got it started. Just a pencil and a dream. We all want everything without even having to lift a finger. They say you just have to believe. Belief can make you succeed. Belief can make you rich. Belief can make you powerful. Why with enough belief, you can even cheat death itself. Now that... is a beautiful, and positively silly thought.

I believe there's something special in all of us. With true inner strength, you can conquer even your biggest challenges. You just have to believe in yourself and remain honest, motivated, and above all, who you really are. Ok, let's stop it right there. I can only do so many takes of this trash a day. And tell the guys in writing I want more use of the word dreaming in every message. Keep railing on that, get it? Dreaming! Dreaming! Dreaming! People just eat up that kind of slop. Hmm what? It's still on? Well, turn it off, damn it!

A small memo to all administration offices: Rumors have begun to fly that we simply can't tolerate any longer. The idea that the company is in some form of financial difficulty is untrue and a slanderous lie against us. It's also been known to me that some backroom incompetents are not trusting in my leadership. As a leader, I'm always steering the boat, guiding our destiny. Looking at the big picture. No need for you people to worry about such complicated things. Just do whatever it is you do and trust your leader... which is me.

Listen Tommy, I know you boys over at Gent are doing your best, but I'm paying for living attractions, not weird abominations! Whatever that grinning thing was I saw wandering around your office, you better keep it locked up tight! I realize it was a first attempt but imagine if the press caught sight of it! Might scare off investors! And in response to your previous memo: If you claim your failures are because these things are soulless, then, damn it, we'll get them a soul! After all, I own thousands of 'em!

I know how much this part means to ya, Susie. Alice means a lot to me too. Gosh, all of my characters do! In fact, I'll let you in on a little secret. I too really believe my characters are more than just drawings. They're alive. They're part of us. And I want people to know them as well as I do. I want people to be able to shake their hand, spend an afternoon with 'em. Love them. Susie, I'll be straight with you. I'm putting together a small project... a little ceremony if you will. If it works, a lot of dreams will come true. And I want you to be a part of it. I want you to bring Alice to life once again. What do ya say?

It's simply awe-inspiring what one can accomplish with their own hands! A lump of clay can turn to meaning... if you strangle it with enough enthusiasm. Look what we've built! We created life itself, Henry! Not just on the silver screen, but in the hearts of those we've entertained with our fancy moving pictures! But... when the tickets stopped selling, when the next big thing came along, only the monsters remained. Shadows of the past. But you can save them, Henry! You can peel it all away! You see, there's only one thing Bendy has never known: He was there for his beginning, but he's never seen... The End.

"Joey... what did you do?", Henry asked. Applejack snuck away.

Well... that's it. Nine stories. I have no more stories to tell. Wait. You thought that these things actually happened? That's funny. You said you wanted stories, not history. The Equestria Girls are alive and well. I simply told you these stories because I had nothing to do. Well... the next player reached Night 5. Time for me to go. Just remember... when it comes to horror, the sky's the limit. I will see you soon... in your nightmares.