Scene 5,6,7 A Journey, A Plan, and A Nightmare

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Markiplier's POV

Persuading Ally's parents to let us go to L.A. without her brother (Ally's addition)was hard. Her brother began to whine. "Why can't I come?" "Because," Ally said. "You have to stay and make a video telling Mark's fans what's going on." "Fine." her brother said. I finally ended up persuading Ally's parents. Some how I had enough money in my pocket to stay in a hotel. We got into the room there were two beds we settled in and relaxed.

Tiny Box Tim's POV

I was back in L.A. shivering in a room Wade threw me in. "I know you warned him." Wade said as he leaned down and grinned. "Tell me where he is and I may lighten up." "Never" I answered. When I opened my eyes to see that Wade had picked up a crow bar. he raised the bar and slammed it down on my wooden head. I could feel the wooden boards giving way. He went to slam it down again. "WAIT!!!" I screamed. "He's in a hotel in Georgia. In the morning he will be on his way here." Wade grinned and pat me on the head. "Good little box." he said. He pulled out a sword but, it was strange. In reflections on the sword it showed some of the saddest scenes from video games, ones I knew Mark played. Then the tears in my eyes only welled up more as, reflections of scenes appeared that I knew Mark wouldn't like, not at all. "We'll just have to set a trap for him, won't we." Wade laughed. Good thing I have some one near and dear too him.

Markiplier's POV

My dreams were horrid. Tim was being tortured. Bob was chained up in a room full of werecats, who disobeyed every command he tried so desperately to yell throw a cloth tied tightly around his mouth. Captain Sparkles was sick in one room. Yamimash! Yami was tied up similar to how Bob was only, he was in a room full of angry Pokemon. I heard myself growling, wait... growling? I looked at my hands in horror, they were covered in black fur and my nails turned to claws. However before I could react, I felt a sharp pain in my lower back I looked down as the tip of a sword appeared out of my stomach. I jumped up in my bed realizing it was all just a dream. I looked over to realize Ally was awake in hers. "You were talking in your sleep." She said. "Sorry" I said as I took in deep breaths. "Bad dream?" Ally asked. "Yeah." I said calming down.
"You want to talk about it?"
"No."
"That's okay" she said. "I'm sure everything's alright now, isn't it?"
I looked up to see Ally smiling optimistically. Maybe she was right, still I couldn't help but feel something bad was going to happen. As I looked into her eyes, something told me Ally was feeling the same way. She of course was just hiding it to make him feel better.

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