Chapter 2

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MARKS POV

I was talking to Jack on the Skype call I could see that he was scared but so was I I was tired and scared not just for me but for him as Jack goes to say something I hear a noise I turn my head to the side "fuck no" I end the Skype call instantly feeling bad I run my hands through my hair I stand up feeling dizzy I shake my head and walk to where the noise was "help me,help me,help me,Help me,HELP ME" I look shocked no one else was in the house apart from me "who's there" I say my voice like a whisper I keep walking my heart beating a thousand times a minute I walk down my spiral staircase following the sound off some one screaming for help the closer I got the voice sounded disoriented and almost demon like I started to get scared "this is no horror game markimoo" I say to my self I start to feel even more dizzy my vision starts to fade as I get closer to the sound "hahaha Mark you can't win and you know you can't it's all in your head it's all me" I stop dead in my tracks the floorboards beneath my feet creaking I close my eyes "you not real" I say my voice shaking and tears filling my eyes "you know that know ones here Mark you know it's me Mark"I grip my head and start to panic I run upstairs jumping over broken objects in the process I skid to a halt and look at my self in the mirror my black hair falling over my face my eyes a shade off grey in the white parts tacking over my brown pupils slowly turning black I look at my teeth they where slowly growing sharper I start to panic and I grip my hair once again and pace the room "Mark you've lost face facts"
"YOUR WRONG" I scream and fall to my knees "no Mark I'm right"the voice in my head keeps nagging me I put my hands on the floor tears rolling down my face and onto the carpet below "well done Mark you made the right choice"I look in the mirror seeing my eyes turn the darkest black my skin a shade of grey
And my teeth grow pointed "I didn't want you to do this" I snap "it's all ready done Mark I own this body now your gone bye bye" I scream and grip the carpet closing my eyes as I get forced out off my body and into my mind

Darks POV

I push the infera weaklings conscious to the prison that he kept me in for 16 years I slowly open my eyes getting used to the lighting off the place my body tingled as I started to get used to it I notice my appearance from the corner of my eye and a smirk plays across my lips I release my hands from the carpet and see my claws I start to giggle like a little school girl
I stand up my legs weak but that soon passes I smirk again "now what is the first thing I should do" I think for a moment and my mind snaps straight to Jack "let's have a little fun with marks boy toy" I laugh and walk to the wardrobe I put on a hoodie changing the M to a D black jeans and converse and walk down the recording room searching for jacks icon in Skype and smile as my courser runs across it I click it and run my tongue along my teeth I stop as he answers

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