Darkiplier

8

Jack's pov: "No pressure... We just

have to save the whole world and not

die in the process." I mumbled under

my breath. "What was that?" Mark

asked looking back."N-nothing." I

replied. Mark opened the door with

me trailing close behind him gripping

my sword.This was much worse than

any horror game I've played.This is

for real, I can die at any moment and

everything is at stake. The moment I

stepped inside the dark building the

doors slammed shut."Well Well well.."

Dark's sinister voice echoed through

the halls. "If it isn't my goodie two

shoes counter part and his drunk

Irish boyfriend." I glanced over at

Mark who had the same expression

on his face as I was thinking.Anger. I

saw Mark run towards Dark with

sword in hand preparing to strike him.

But instead Dark grabbed him by his

shirt and threw him into a wall

nearby. Mark: I opened my eyes

trying to make sense of what just

happened.I opened them to see Jack

on his way over to see if I was alright

But he was stopped midway be

Darkiplier stabbing him in his back

and falling to the ground in pain. I

tried to get up and do something

But just felt pain holding me down.

The only thing I could do was watch

as Jack lay dying in front of me and

I didn't even warn him or attempted

to. Jack: I felt pain all over my body

watching, as Mark lie against the wall

sword in hand as I am slowly loosing

Feeling in my body and everything

getting dimmer then, pitch black.