I was falling. Falling so deep that I've lost any sense of anything. I could see. Couldn't speak. Couldn't move. Couldn't think. I didn't have a name, or a life, or anything. It was almost... comfortable. No memories, no worries. I enjoyed it. I never thought about who I was, or where I had come from. That wasn't entertaining. It was boring and confusing. I didn't like things that weren't comfortable. I liked simple, pointless things. An example of this was my favorite game: wordplay. It was a rather easy game. You took a word and found all the little words in it or similar to it. I didn't care if I won or lost. It was just a thing to do. Actually, I was doing some wordplay when it happened. I heard something. It was such an odd sensation. Like an echo. It sounded... underwater. The voice yelled something. Somehow, I knew it was directed towards me. "Move!" That's what the voice said. But, it wasn't done. "Please! Move! Do something! I know you're in there!" Why? Why did I have to move? It wasn't entertaining. I could barely comprehend the idea of doing so. But... the voice sounded so familiar... Maybe... I should. The voice yelled something else. "Please... Bendy..." Bendy... That's me. Me. Bendy. I had a name. I had friends! I hadn't been here forever! Then, The voice clicked. "Boris!" I yelled. I yelled it as loud as I could. My mouth filled with the liquid I was surrounded in. Then, it wasn't all black. And I was exhausted. I saw a wolf wearing overalls run over to me. "Don't worry, you're okay... you're okay..." He whispered. That's when I fell asleep.
Me: ahhh... finished... -5 mins later- Me: AHHHHRGGGG!!!!!!! I FORGET HIS STUPID BOWTIE!!!!!!!!!!!
