The Mark *Septiplier* {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 4

Jack's POV

I woke up to a pounding headache. Was I drinking last night? Great, Sean.. spoken like a true Irishman.. I feel like I'm going to be sick; so I decide to lay back down and maybe wisk away the feeling. Eventually, it dissipates and I can finally get up out of bed and look for some Advil or something to help this fucking headache.

I trudge down the hallway, past my recording room, to the bathroom, and start rummaging through the cabinet trying to find some medication. I finally pull a bottle of Tylenol off the shelf and pop two in my mouth. I chase them down with some tap water, and I feel a bit better. At least my head isn't throbbing anymore... I figure some breakfast might help, even though it's nearly 1 o'clock in the afternoon. Wait... 1 o'clock! Holy fuck! I'm late on my videos!

Forgetting breakfast for now, I quickly run to my recording room. I log onto my computer and notice I have a prerecorded video pretty much ready to uplaod. Oh thank God... Without even looking at what the video is, I hit the upload button and return to the kitchen to start cooking some pancakes. That was really convenient that I already had a video ready.

After breakfast, I jump in the shower to wash away the smell of alcohol. When I finally deem myself clean, I get out and head to my room to change clothes so I can record some. Grabbing my favorite blue hoodie, I notice an empty whiskey bottle next to my bed. Yeah... Definitely drunk last night... I hope I didn't say or do anything too rash..

When I get to my recording room I decide to play some more Five Nights at Freddy's. I get everything set up and I sync my audio and video before I start my intro.

"*Wahpesh(?)* Top o' da mornin' to ya laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye and here we are with some more Five Nights at Freddy's!!"

I start up the game; last time I played, I made it to night 2, so that's where it takes me. I haven't played in a long time, so let's see how this turns out..

"Fuck, not even 1am yet, and Chica and Bonnie are already fuckin' movin'!"

"Oh shite. Stop yer 'dum dums' Foxy!"

"I'm gonna die.."

"Ohhhh. People are movin'! Where the fuck ye movin' to?"

"2am and I'm already down to nearly 50 percent... Where'd that fucker go??"

"Ohhhh jeez...."

"Ease into it, yeah, I'm gonna do it! You guys believe in me, don't ya?"

"Please stay there, you motherfucker, please stay there. It's 3am, please stay there."

"It's 5am, I got this!! 10 percent.. Oh balls..."

Next thing I know, the power goes out. Immediately, Freddy starts with his shite..

"Oh, no! Go away! Don't you get me!"

Before he can finish his song, the music indicates that's it's 6am, I beat night 2 like a boss!

"Yayy kiddies indeed, Jack is boss!"

I decide to leave the video there, so I did my outro and cut the recording. I sent out a Tweet apologizing for the late videos, as I was scrolling through my phone, I saw a message, from an unknown number. Who could this be?

All it said was 'Heyy man, you okay??' To which I responded 'Yeah..? I'm sorry, who is this??'
They quickly messaged back, 'It's Mark..'

J: How'd you get my number?
M: You gave it to me last night.. Remember?
J: Sorry dude, I don't remember much, I don't even remember drinking last night.. until I woke up with a killer hangover..
M: Oh.... So you don't remember anything about last night??
J: Afraid not...

He didn't reply after that.. What did I do?

Deciding I need some fresh air, I go for walk to the park. While I was walking I got a DM from Wade?

W: Jack! Have you heard from Mark??
J: No, not recently.. Why? Is he okay?
W: I don't know, he won't answer my calls!
J: Okay, calm down.. I'm sure everything's fine. I hope...

When I finally reached the park, I went to sit down on a bench next to the pond. Pulling up Mark's contact in my phone, I try to call him myself. I hear it ringing.... No answer. I try again.. Come on, Mark... Pick up so I can prove to Wade you're okay. Still no answer.. He better be okay.

I text Wade back saying the he didn't answer me either. Absentmindedly, I pick up a stone and toss it across the pond. It surprisingly made it all the way across; so I try agian, this time, actually trying. Closing one eye for accuracy, my tongue even peeking out between my lips in concentration. I line it up perfectly. Taking the shot, I toss it annnnnd... it only skips once.. Dammit.. Fuck me..

I probably spent about twenty minutes just trying to skip stones, only making six across. Heading back home, I hear my phone start ringing. It's Mark.

"Hey, Mark! Are you okay??"

"Yeah.. what? I'm fine, I just took a little nap.."

"Oh.. Okay, well at least you're okay."

"Yeah... Listen, Jack, you're positive you don't remember anything from last night?"

"Um... n-not a clue... W-why?"

"You, uh... You might wanna check the video you uploaded today.."

"Okayyy... Why?"

"I can't say. You'll just have to see for yourself.. Sorry."

Annnd he hung up on me. Thanks, Mark.. I jog home to watch the video that he's talking about.

What the hell did I do?

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