Spreading (Antisepticeye, Darkiplier, Natemare, etc.)

Oh No...

The air is thick and cold. You're sitting up in a hard chair. A headache forms as you slowly blink your eyes open. It doesn't take more than two seconds for you to realize they're covered. Oh no, you think. This can't be happening again. You reach for your head, but your hands don't move. You pull again, and figure out that they're handcuffed. It's all too familiar. "No," you say, beginning to panic. "No, no!" "Oh yes," a deep voice says. You freeze. The voice belongs to whoever took you. The blindfold is removed from your eyes. You see two familiar faces in front of you. "Welcome back, (y/n)," Antisepticeye grins. He glitches in front of you. Darkiplier stands next to him.

Your breathing suddenly becomes quicker and louder. Anti laughs. "Nervous are we?" He says. "W-what do you want from me?" You ask. "What do you think?" Dark says, walking behind you. He places his hand on your left shoulder. You flinch at the touch, but you can't even move away. Dark leans in close to your ear. "We want revenge." Your heart rate picks up as he removes his cold hand. Judging from the amount of times they tortured you last time, it's only bound to get worse. Dark stands to the left of you and crosses his arms. "Don't you see?" Anti glitches. "You're here because of yourself. It's your own fault." Anti begins to wander around you, glitching every now and then. "Had you not come before, we might have been able to avoid this."

Your eyes widen. "You're the ones who dragged me through the screen!" You protest. "Getting feisty now?" Dark says, cracking his knuckles. You do feel yourself becoming a bit braver. "If you hadn't come to Ireland, you wouldn't have gotten involved," Anti says. You can't believe what you're hearing. "So you blame me for this? It's MY fault?" You exclaim. "That's what we said, Princess," Dark says. You scowl. "Don't call me that." But all they do is chuckle. "She has gained confidence," Anti says. His smile fades. "But we can change that."

You wonder what they mean, but you're pretty sure you have an idea. However, before things get too serious, you decide to test the waters a bit. "So you went through all that trouble to kidnap me? Just for revenge?" You ask. "Don't think youre so special, (y/n)," Dark says coldly. You squint at him a little and say, "What?" Dark walks over to where you're sitting again. An unsettled feeling starts up inside you. You feel your body grow more and more tense, the closer he gets to you. Once more, Dark leans in close and whispers, "You're not alone."

He steps away as you process. You're taken back by this a bit. "What do you mean-?" One look at their smug faces gives you enough evidence to piece together what happened. "Did you--?" You start, but Dark cuts you off. "You shouldn't have played Prop Hunt yesterday." Your eyes widen. Anti continues, "We went from Sean's to Mark's...to yours. And, thanks to your online game, and, being the computer viruses we are, we managed to infect another computer." You gasp, "Nate." "Exactly," Dark says. "And, you might be surprised with who else we got to." "What are you talking about?" But you cut yourself off when you remember what Nate said, I need to Skype Matt.

"You got Matt, too?" You exclaim in shock. "She certainly hasn't gotten any dumber," Dark says. "What's that supposed to mean?" You ask, now growing upset. "I'd watch my mouth, if I were you," Anti smirks again. You say nothing. "We'll be back, but don't worry, things will get much more interesting when we do." Anti walks out of the dark room. Dark walks out behind him and gives you a nasty grin before closing the door. When you're left alone in the dark, you begin to think of how you can get out of here. Before, Sean and Mark had been able to break in and help you escape. But now, you're not sure. You know that Dark and Anti must have them locked away somewhere. "I guess I'm just going to have to escape by myself," you say.