Seeing is Believing

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J̡̘ͅͅa̙̩͖͈̰c̺̰̩̖̼͎ķ̤̲,̤ ̼̦̲y̬͎̙o̯̲̙̣̤̮͔u̞̲̯͚̣͉ͅ ̶̤̻h̻̗̫̰͈͕a̤̗̣͖̯͚͢ͅv̥̳̠̙͚e҉ ̛̤t̸͇o̸̹ ̶̺̭̲li̷̜͍s̟̼ͅt͍̟ȩ͓̻̟͙͉̤n̪̟̲̩͕̙͢ ̸͈̫̟̖̲t̕ơ͍͉̼ ͟m͏̬̣͚͎̥̬ͅę̼̘͕̪!̗͓̰͇̬͙̪ Y̱̗̬o̳̥͙̰̰ͅụ̣̹ ̗̘n̼̻͓͉͓̙͚͟e̫͇̹͎͈ḛ̖̬͖͍̞d̛̺ ̜̘͎̱̠͎̼t͓͓̟͔̹̻̱͜o̭̹̩̰ ̜̻̳̞g͚͉̙͓͝e̷̠͙̰͉̞t̖̞͚̟̗̼ ̖̬̻a̝͍͈̬̰̟̭w̼̠͈̻͈̳̯a͔͉͘y̬̼̠ ̬̞͎̥͍̤͔fr̠̰̼o̺̠̘͕͉m̮̙̳͙͕ ̡̘̲h͜i̹̹̫ṃ̪̰̦̹̪̤!̜͙̗͎͉͟ ͜H̛̫e̞̱͚͎̰̦̭'͏̙̝̱̗̳̫s͏̥̻̖ ̢̯͙̥̺̯go͙̦̳͙͎̰̰i̗̘̪͚͈̦n̵̜̹̳̠̟̤g̝̭͉ ̞͍͔͓͟t̻̳̗̤̰o̴̦͖ ̦̫̮͈h̴u̢͎̥͚͍̰̺ṛ̭̥͔͎t̝̬̦̱̹͟ ̼͈̦̝͍͟ͅy̜͝o̶͔̞̞̞̺͕̥u̻̫͖̦̼̥̮ ̪̩̩̻ạ̦͞n̬̩̘̗̹̙̦d̯-̴̩

"Shut up" Jack snarled

"wha?" Mark groaned. They'd gotten back to the apartment and Mark had been sleeping ever since.

"Mark thank god! What happened?"

"Uhhnngg, my head. How long have I been out?"

"About two days. Mark-"

"WHAT? Did you upload anything?"

"Yeah I found a folder with videos and I put some up. Mark-"

Mark sighed and flopped back on the bed. "Thank god."

"Mark-"

̺J̺̦͖̞̜͖̤A͔̤͚̖̼͝ͅC̼̲̺̜͚̜̯̕K ͖̦̱̜Ẁ̻̰̗H̢̹Y̮̥̟̰ͅ ̷A̪͙̥̹RE̢N͙̜͓͓̗̻̼͠'͍̥̬̙͙̮T͇ ͖̝̀Y̯̱̙̱̙̹O̭̘ͅU̞͔̫͎̝ͅ ͍̣̣̪͈ͅḼ͝I͍̝̲̰̮͎S̙͓̦͙͖T̠͖̤͍͓͕E̱̹̦͖̟̭͢N̫̰̼͕I̷̫͖̳N͇͖̙̰͚͠ͅG ̠̩̜̫̲̯͈T͍͟O̸̩̰͇͕̠̼ ͈͈́M͢E̡͕?͉ ̸̳̼̠͎H͔̜̮̘̭̻̱͞E̬̖̫̮̪'̺̝͕̫̭͘S͙̪̥̜̞͉ͅ ̘͓̬G̠͍̹̪̖͟O͈͎̘͖I̲̝͙͇̰̳͇N͙̗̲̘̪G̦̪̮͍̥͉ ̲T̢̼͙̘ͅO̥-

"SHUT UP!" Jack screamed and held his hands over his ears. Mark jumped and stared at his friend with a scared look in his eyes. "Jack-"

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? GO AWAY!!"

̳̙̺̯ͅJ̹̱̯̯͖a͍̠͠c̖̦ḱ-

"FUCK OFF"

Mark fell out of bed and stumbled over to the door. It was locked. He fumbled with the knob. Jack sighed and stalked over to Mark. Mark slid to the floor and braced himself.

"Mark?"

"...what." "Why're you on 'd floor."

Mark squeezed open his eye. Jack looked at him with confusion written on his face. "I thought you wanted me to go, you-"

Jack groaned. "Oh shit."

"...who were you talking to?" Mark felt uneasy. Not Jack, it couldn't happen to Jack, of all people.

"...s' not important."

"Jack-"

j̱̦a̼͓͇̯͢c͕̠̱̜̲͟k̛̰̳͇͍̞̤͇ ̷͇̮p͖l͇̺̱̱̻e͖̱ͅa̗̤̹̪̯s͉͎͖͠ͅe̮͙̖̗̲̭ y̟̗̪̞̮͕̕o̩͙͘u̗͎̖̜͡ ̥h̷̺̻͓̺͓̺a̮͕̦̩v͙e̱ ̦̭̯̭͕to͇̕ ͠l͙̜͉̭̥̕ͅi͈͞s̖͓͍̻͚͢ͅț̨̜̣͇̣͈̰e͖͜n̸͉ t̮̖̘͇̼̰͓o̵̫̺̗͓ m̸͔͕͎̤̭̗ȩ̘ͅ-̘̺̗̝͓̮̟

"Say one more word and you're dead."

"jack." Mark was tearing up. "What's going on?"

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