I know that's what you're doing if you're here." oh my." The ride began to close, " WAIT! I need to tell you to forget about going deeper. Henry Stein." Bertrum's eyes widened and he gasped. " My gorgeous creation! This took me ten years to build! How could you Drew?!" The two alicorns landed looking as the architect stared at them in anger and frustration. Twelve blows were given and then, with a screech, the ride malfunctioned, spinning and stopping at random moments. Bertrum banged the arms even harder which allowed Twilight and him to give the final blows. "I get one you get the other?" She asked. Six bangs were heard and another arm came off, along with another roar. She gave a look of realization and nodded, running at an arm. "Twilight!" He yelled, "The bolts! Hit the bolts on the arms!" She looked at the arms as Bertrum banged them and stopped himself. Remembering he had wings, Falcon flew above the ride, spotting Twilight still by the wall. "Uh oh." was all he said as the arm came loose and crumpled to the ground.Ī deafening roar cut through the storage area and Bertrum sped up the arms. Falcon gave a sigh of relief, until he saw the arm coming out of the ride's socket. He gripped the axe and swung at each bolt, making each come loose and fall off. He hopped out and grabbed the arm, crawling on all hooves to the cylinders. ' Of course!' Everything resumed and he was spinning in the ride again. ' Another vision?' He looked at the arms and saw three cylinders glowing yellow. Everything turned orange and wind blew, shaking everything. Improvising, he climbed into the seat, going for a ride. "CRAP!" Falcon did the only thing he could think of and ran, but got hit and picked up by one of the arms. Just then, Bertrum looked down at Falcon, eyes bulging. "NOW!" Twilight yelled as Falcon ran up to the ride. Bertrum banged them again and the ride hissed to a stop. "We need to wait until he bangs the arms again!" She told Falcon, "He stops moving afterwards!" Falcon nodded and they split up avoiding the arms at all costs. Falcon picked up the axe in a hoof, and Twilight the wrench in hers. They finally made it back to the wrench and axe. 'He does that periodically, that could be an opening for us!' Twilight thought. A roar was heard and Bertrum banged the arms, causing the ride to stop. "He can't reach far!" Falcon yelled, "Scale the walls of the room and grab the axe or wrench!" Twilight nodded as they went to the wall and walked alongside it, avoiding the spinning arms of doom. His eyes landed on an axe and a wrench laying where the table used to be. "Henry it's no use! That's not Bertrum anymore!" Falcon scanned the room, looking for anything useful. "BERTRUM STOP! I'M NOT JOEY!" Falcon yelled but Bertrum didn't speak. It was to be a masterpiece! My masterpiece! And now you think you can just throw me out? Trample me to the dust and forget me? For all your talk of dreams, you are the true architect behind so many nightmares. It makes my eyes come to tears at the thought.
Each one, more grand than the one before it. The biggest park ever built, a centerfold of attractions. Voice of Bertrum Piedmont - Occupation: Head Designer of Bendyland if there are other floors." He clicked play on the machine, but oddly, the voice resonated from the entire room. "There are probably more dead people in the floor above or beneath us. "It's rotting flesh." Twilight said gulping in fear. 'Dammit Joey' Falcon thought, 'You always did love rides that spun.' In front of the ride was another recorder. It had four mechanical arms with four seats in each. "I'm not sure." They entered a large open room with what appeared to be a ride that would be seen at an amusement park. "So what do you think's here?" Falcon asked. Falcon and Twilight walked over to the now open door.
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