You wake up in the early morning. The sun is still on it's way. Slowly turning around the earth. Ignorant to all else. But some thing you be come un-ignorant of is another presence in the room. You wait for minutes in complete silence...
Then a voice barely audible is speaking in a soft and very low tone. But the voice is coming from no where in particular. Just everywhere and nowhere. Maybe it is just in your head. Or more technically your mind, your brain,... Your consciousness. Or not your mind at all and its someone else's mind penetrating yours. You remain still with fear. Fear is a powerful thing and can control and manipulate what you do. Fear locks your bones together like concrete. The silence swallows you but spits you out when the voice picks up again.
'Hush, hush, hush, hush.... Shhhhh...' It whispers.
You aren't even making any noise so how can you be any quieter? You think to yourself.
'Hush and let the darkness take hold...' It whispers softly in my ear.
This can't be in my head I can feel someone's cold breath down my neck. Your mind starts to pick up speed.
'Monsters....don't......sleep.......under your......bed.' The voice gets harsher and louder. 'They......sleep....inside your........head......'
You gulp. That voice is familiar.... But who does it belong to? Your thoughts flood your mind trying to unlock the right door to access the distant memory of this mysterious voice... But it is no use thousands of keys trying to fit in to the right door at the same time, inside I half asleep mind.
'You know me.....think!...... You.....love me....' The male voice puts emphasis on the word 'love'
Could it heard my thoughts? Your own voice echoes through your brain.
'Heard them, invade them, manipulate them....' You tense up.
Shit. You feel the presence next to you stronger than before. Your mind leaps back to your thoughts trying again in vein to find that man behind the voice. That voice is not any voice. It is the voice. You suddenly shove the golden key in to the right rusty key hole.
The very man who saved your life...gave you hope... The one who you would die a thousand times for. The victim of all your fangirling power... Markiplier.
You wake up in a cold sweat hours later. You sit up. What you thought was a presence besides you is now actually just your scrunched up blankets.
Could it have been real? Or was my mind playing tricks again? Your thoughts a overflowing with questions. What is even real any more?
You shake it off as just a bad dream and turn to your 'to do list' that you keep by your bed so you don't for get all the lovely things you have to suffer through on that day. But today there is something on it that you didn't write... At the top of the list written in red is a D.
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I got a request from someone on Twitter that I'm gonna leave nameless that wanted this for someone...
Yeah Idk but this if for who ever that person is and the requester was very specific on what they wanted to be in it so yeah.
Bye!
