• This chapter is kinda filled with threats of violence, Dark imagery, etc etc. Just be mindful •
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Sunday 24th November ~ 7:21pm
Mark's POV:
11/10/2015
Darkibitch told me to 'write down my feelings' or some bullshit because he knows all I wanna do is take a knife and carve out the insides of every dumbass human I can find. Mr guyliner took us to the middle of fuck knows where so I wouldn't 'do anything too reckless'. Well f̶́ù̷͘ḉ̕k him. If I could I'd cut him into tiny little pieces, slowly to hear him scream and cry like a girl, but if he dies I die too. He'll if I know why.
Screw this.
I won't do what he says.
I'm getting out of here.
12/11/2015
HE BETTER OPEN THE DOOR BEFORE I KICK IT DOWN AND SHOVE MY FIST DOWN HIS THROAT
I flipped through the pages, only getting more and more disgusted by the visceral imagery Anti seemed obsessed with.
It was sick. I'd known him to be bloodthirsty, but this book had entire 'chapters' worth of nothing but his 'fantasies'. Most of which where Dark died at the end, though only after an extensive few hours of bleeding and 'bitchy whining' as Anti put it.
Plus the dates only gave me more questions. 2015? How long had Dark and Anti been around?
My flipping stopped on a page splattered with a dull reddish-brown substance.
23/12/2015
Dark found a house. For the first time ever the asshole let me have fun.
It was beautiful
The following words were painted in the dried blood. I gagged as the oder of it reached my nostrils.
Dread lingered in the pit of my stomach, and after a shaky breath, I forced myself to press onwards.
24/12/2015
I tried to call the cops so that I could introduce them to my knife
Dark destroyed the phone cables
THE CUNT THINKS HE CAN CONTROL ME
HES WEAK
25/12/2015
Let me out
Let me out
lEt mE OUt
I need to make somebody bleed
ANYONE
IM NOT GETTING WEAKER
26/12/2015
AGAIN
I NEED MORE
I NEED THEIR STRENGTH
DARK CAN'T KEEP ME HERE
HE CAN BURY THE BODIES
BUT HE CANT HIDE ME DOWN HERE FOREVER
28/12/2015
Dark has a plan
He told me about our counterparts
'Becoming mortal'
He thinks we'll die without bodies
As long as I get to fuck him up I'll play Dark's little GAME
'Sean McLoughlin'
J A C K A B O Y
I WONT BE IGNORED ANY LONGER
After this page the scribbles became less and less like actual words - more so that Anti was attacking the pages with his pen.
I closed the book in my lap.
That was a lot to process.
I assumed by 'down here' Anti meant the house's basement that I had avoided - since the lights didn't work and I wasn't up for jumping head first down rickety stairs in the near darkness. The 'bodies' Dark had 'buried'... as much as I wanted to be hopeful, they must have been Mr and Mrs Harper.
The book had also shed some light on their true motives. 'Becoming mortal?'
One sentence stuck with me:
He thinks we'll die without bodies
The thought gave me a renewed sense of hope.
They weren't invincible. The demons could die.
My eyes found the lifeless figure of Jack slumped on the couch, yet now I could manage a weak smile.
If we made it long enough Dark and Anti would leave us alone for good.
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Felix's POV:
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FanfictionSean McLoughlin is missing. Mark Fischbach was the last person to see him. But he can't tell anyone that. The police will think he's a liar. Call him insane. Yet Mark knows Anti did this. And he won't rest until Jack is found. ||| book one Contains:...
