Good Luck

Who are you

Marks pov
'That must be the last person.' I whispered.
'I won't let you back in no more no more
I'm sick of getting stuck in the same routine again.' The person sang.
'HEY that's one of my songs. No more.' Nate said.
'Shoot I think that this isn't a youtuber but a fan.'
'Five nights it shouldn't seem to long.' The voice got louder as if the person was coming closer.
And then she came through the door. She had brown hair in a ponytail with the end dyed purple and blue and looked about 25. She wore jeans and jacket with the zipper opened showing a darkiplier tshirt from a charity livestream and black trainers. She had glasses with the frames looking like the galaxy.
She had a phone with earphones on.
When she walked in her faced turned into a shocked expression.
'Hey there.' Jack said.
'Hi.' She said awkwardly as she walked in.
'Do you know what's going on in this place?' She shook her head.
'I woke up on the street with this phone which doesn't loose energy as well as two guns. The phone has data that's almost exactly the same as my old one.' She explained.
'Guys...' Jack whispered. He was holding a note in his hand that he just found.
Good luck

Suddenly a gas was released and then I blacked out.