Dark Isn't A Friend...

Scared Part 2

You wake up tied to a chair. The rope was tight an your hands and feet were numb. You're head throbbed with pain. The room you sat in was dark. You couldn't make out a thing. The only thing you could see was a thin line of light at the bottom (of what you assumed was) the door. The door was to the left of you. You call out in a horribly raspy voice that hurt your throat and made your head spin "hello..?" The was no answer. You sit in the silent darkness. Your headache grew worse and suddenly felt tired...
You awake to a bright light in your eyes. You look to see a man standing in the doorway. He had red hair. Like, bright red hair that was longer than the black short hair at the side of his head which, you admitted to yourself, looked really hot. You still can't make out his facial appearance but he's holding a tray of sorts. He walks over and places it on the table to your right. He then walks in front of you and leans down to be eye level with you. Only an inch of space was between your face and his face. He has glasses on and has a beard, or more of a five o'clock shadow. As you scan his face more, and you're pretty sure he's doing the same to you, you're gaze meets his beautiful dark brown eyes. They were a chocolate colour. A thought comes to you. "Isn't this guy Markiplier? I haven't watched him in probably 5 years... What the hell happened to him? Wasn't he civilized?" You had thought to yourself. Mark starts speaking, practically hissing "listen up kitten-" you interrupt him. "M-Mark..?" You manage to blurt out with your harsh voice causing more pain. First, Mark looked pissed at you but then his face switched to confusion. He raises an eyebrow so high that you thought it would get stuck in the hair that was on his face. "Oh..." Mark blurts out somewhat startling you. He looks back into your eyes. "Mark?.. No no kitten..." He reaches a hand out. Your heart begins to speed up as he begins to lightly rub his fingers on your jawline. He then clasps your face into his hand and pulls your face closer to him. He whispers into your ear "there is no Mark here.." He moves a bit closer to your face almost like... Was he going to kiss you? You go to find his dark brown eyes but instead, you found they were completely black... No colour, no white... All black. "... Only Dark."