Chapter 1

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Jack's POV

"Jack! Help me!" "Ma!" I yell as i run around in complete and total darkness. "Ma!" I yell again. No response. I turn around and see her on the bleeding to death. I try to run to her but before i can the floor underneath me gives away and sends me plummeting downwards as gravity holds tight to my small underweight body. I clamp my eyes shut as a white light grows closer to me. When i open them i'm in a white room with a man in the corner wrapped in a ball trembling as if he's scared or something.

Mark's POV

I know I'm dreaming but I'm still scared. I just witnessed my best friend get murdered. I heard a muffled knock and look up. I saw a short man with green hair on top of his head. I stood up and walked towards the glass wall that wasn't there before.

Jack's POV

I knock on the glass wall that's separating us. He must've heard me because in just a few seconds he's standing closer on the other side. Now that I get a good look at him he's a bit taller than me and he has red hair. I smile at him. He smiles back. We just stand there starring at each other until I hear a door open. I turn around and feel my smile fade. I back up until I hit the glass wall. I wish it wasn't there. I lean on it more and it shatters. I stumble backwards but before I fall the red haired man catches me. I suddenly wake up and look at my alarm clock.

10:47am

"Fook!" I whisper to myself. How could I have slept so late.

Mark's POV

The door that the murderer from before has once again opened, but there is a different person this time. I stare at the green haired man. he backs up, leans on the glass, and it shatters. He stumbles i give into my instincts and catch him, but before he can even stand up he disappears . I know he has woken up and as soon as he disappears the man from the disappears also. I am left alone in this 'torture room' once again. I know I can never wake up again. I know that i'm dying but i want to live. I want to wake up and see my friends and family. This room, ' torture room' as i call it, is the room you come to before or when you are in a coma. If you dont come to this room then you aren't going to die while in your coma. If you do come here then the person before you dies after they explain what's going on. That means im next to die.

Jack's POV

I scramble around to find some clothes. After i find some i get dressed and then brush my teeth. I hurry downstairs and out the door to my car. I get in and start it. Without thinking to put my seatbelt on i pull out and head for my ma's it is mother's day. The light turns red and i stop like im supposed to, but obviously the person behing me wasn't paying attention and ran full force into the back end of my car. There was so much force it sent me flying through the windshield. I was knocked unconscious. Next thing i know im in that room again.

Mark's POV

I hear a crashing noise and then the green haired man is back.

"Oh no." i whisper. I tap him on the shoulder to get his attention. He whirls around my eyes widen as i see cuts and bruises all over his face. They soon heal though.

"What happened?" i ask. He responds with a shoulder shrug which makes him wince in pain.

"Well my name us Mark. Nice to meet you." i say with a smile on my face.

"My name's Jack." he smiles back.

"Whats going on?" he askes. 'I have to lie.' i think to myself.

"I dont know." is was an obvious lie but he somehow believed it. The door behind me wooshes open.

Jack's POV

The door behind Mark opens and he walks in......

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Hey its me the author i probably wont be uploading a lot and im sorry about that but i dont really have a lot of time to type. And im sorry if this chapter is shit im a shitty writer so ya have with this chapter until the next chapter see ya

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