Mark's pov: I had finished recording for the night and I checked the time. I finished just in time, a storm had just came and it's a bad one. It was about 12:00 and I decided to call it a night. I headed to bed.
-Time skip of awesomeness-
I woke up to a noise in the basement I got out of bed to turn on the lights.
"Ugh... Power's knocked out." I said in frustration. I grabbed a flashlight and walked over to the basement door where I could hear rattling and voices. The door slowly creaked open and I walked down the steps. I shined the light around the room. Then, I saw a shadow blur past. I shone the light on the spot. "Hmm... Nothing." I said as I ran my hand through my pink hair. I felt a breeze on my neck which made me quickly turn around. There still was nothing as I turned back around, I was knocked out cold.
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Darkiplier
Fanfiction"I'm here..." A demonic voice said from the darkness of mark's home. "No... you're not real..." Mark said breaking down. "I am and you're going to pay...."
