Dark had been exhausted, trying to find the D/A and juggle this stupid TV show Wilford brought up was taking all his energy, he just needed a vessel until he could find you, or else he'd take your place and be trapped in the mirror. If that'd happen, he might never escape.
He'd retrace your steps, starting with mansion, that mirror was the only you could have escaped. He nearly forgot where he was, only remembering when he focused back on Wilfords nonsensical emergency meeting. Something about an interview, he didn’t care, he quickly got up and made a beeline towards the door.
"Damien, where are you going? I haven't even gotten to the good part!"
Dark sighed, in the least aggressive voice he could conjure he simply said, "Im going to the bathroom." and left. He heard some bickering behind him and a few swears being tossed around but he ignored it and continued walking.
Once he made it to the bathroom he closed the door and stared at himself in the mirror. He felt Damiens soul whine in sadness as he saw an empty reflection, like he wasn't even standing there. But he ignored it and reached his hand towards the mirror, when he made contact it rippled like a pool of water and began fading into the reflection of the mirror in the old mansion.
Suddenly, he forced himself through the liquid like glass and fell to the floor of the mansion on his hands and knees. His aura flickered and glitched in distress, that took almost all his strength.
As he heaved like he had ran a marathon, he directed his vision to something on the floor. It was a rolled up piece of brown paper, Dark straightened it and attempted to render what he was looking at. It was like a map, boxes with lines connecting them to each other. But at the top was a location, and at the bottom there was a date. October 30th.
He knew you'd be there, and so would he.
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Damsel in Distress (Actor!Mark x Reader)
FanficAfter being trapped in the mirror by Dark, (Y/N) is beginning to lose all hope. Until a miracle happens.
