~Y/n's POV~
Jeff's little 'outburst' scared me, "Who do you want to work with y/n?" John asked snapping me out of my thoughts "oh umm....i would love to work with...ermm Mark" i said as Mark looked at me and grinned, he then walked over to me and grabbed my hand and shook it "The names Warfstache...Wilford Warfstache and i take shit from nobody", i looked up at Wilford and smiled, we then walked to the talk room
(W=Wilford, Y=You)
W- So Y/n how old are you?
Y- 20
W- Do you know how to kill people?
Y- i'm supposed to be asking questions Wilford
W- tut tut how silly of you to forget, I'm a reporter
Y- *sigh* do you know why you're here?
W- Of course
Y- May i ask why?
W- *giggles* i murdered someone
Y- Why did you murder someone
M- I never murdered anyone
Y- *looking slightly confused* What's your name?
M- Its mark.... i told you before
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Where my Demons Hide (Various you-tubers/Characters x Reader)
FanfictionThis is a Markiplier/Venturiantale/Creepypasta fanfiction, this book takes place in a mental hospital where Mark, Jordan, Johnny Ghost and Jeff the Killer are patients
