"Hello everybody! My name is Markiplier, and today we are playing..." The name of the game slipped his mind abruptly as he sat there gawking at the title screen as if the title wasn't there flashing in his face "Uh.." he smiled turning his little blank moment around by saying in a playful voice "Pf-ft you all can read. right?" Mark had been having a slow couple of days, everything tinted a dull hue; although, maybe it was just effects of jet lag from coming back home from seeing Bob and Wade for the festive October holiday known as Halloween. While away he had made some extra videos for the channel so he had time for more creative stuff with his friends, videos of pumpkin carving contests, five minute costumes, and some horror games to set the mood. Despite all the funny videos they had posted, one thing still filled Marks thoughts: did they go to far.
After posting his daily videos Mark got up stretching, running his hands through his dark hair an giving an exaggerated sigh. His house was surprisingly still, Chica asleep on the couch. "Maybe I need to take some advice from you my adorable snoot" Hearing Marks voice Chica raised her head and looked over at her dad. With a warm smile he patted her head and made his way to his room. Mark with tired eyes pulled his shirt up over his head, tossing it at the pile of other clothes forming in the corner. With every step closer he got to his bed, his eyes felt that much more heavy; so heavy he didn't even take the care to remove his pants as he usually did. With a plop his body fell onto his bed, pulling his blanket into a hug as he lied there on his belly already drifting asleep.
"Where the hell are we going Mark?" the confused voice of wade rang out as they walked past the last set of houses. It was dark, not the usual darkness that filled the streets right before the street lights came on, but a thick unsettling somber that felt like it would clog your lungs if you believed it could. "Just a little farther guys, I have an idea for a spooky video" Marks excited and determined voice replied. Giving a groan Wade followed, Bob not to far behind. Soon they came upon an opening in a field, the surrounding treeline lacking detail as if a fog loomed in front of it. Mark then pulled out his phone leaving his back to the grim woods and in a voice that the other had a hard time thinking was there friends, Marks started recording "Hello Everybody.."
YOU ARE READING
I Don't Quite Feel Like Myself.
Fanfiction~Everyone tells you as kids that there are no monsters under our beds.. that's because they're in our heads instead.~ Darkiplier Fan-Fiction.
