I'm Becoming SepticeyeSam! (DISCONTINUED)

Six

Jack's p.o.v.
After we sat on the couch Mark turned to me.
"Okay are you going to tell me what happened?" he asked worriedly.
I took a deep breath and started telling Mark what had happened.
"Okay, so. This morning I woke up, then went back to sleep. When I woke up I was dreaming. I was in a dark room and a voice was repeating
'Within a weeks time, you will become Sam the septiceye and he will become you,'
over and over again. Then Darksepticeye appeared out of the shadows and told me that Sam did this. Then I woke up." I told him.
"Did Darksepticeye seam worried at all?" Mark asked.
I thought back to my dream.
"He chuckled nervously..." I said.
Mark's p.o.v.
"Jack...Darksepticeye is trying to help you..." I said.
"What?!" Jack practically screamed.
I nodded.
"Did you do anything to show that you knew something was up?"
"Umm...I threw Sam across the room after our Skype call..."
I face-palmed.
"You may have possibly endangered yourself and Darksepticeye."
"Shit!"
"Don't worry I can get Darkiplier to help, he owes me one anyway."
"Thanks Mark." Jack leaned over and hugged me. He started crying.
"What happens if Darksepticeye dies?" he asked sobbing.
"I don't know, and I don't want to find out," I told him rubbing his back in hopes of calming him down. Jack just sobbed even more.
"Will seeing you fans help you calm down?" I asked.
"Always cheers me up, meeting my fans," he said nodding.
"Good. Cuz IndyPopCon is in a few days."
"Oh, I completely forgot," Jack laughed.