Mark's P.O.V
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I looked at Jack, what the heck is wrong with his eyes? They flash back to the original color and he smiles normally, like nothing even happened. "So have any idea why I'd dream about that?" He asks looking at me. "Uh..well, I.." I can't think of what to say. He raises an eyebrow, "I have no idea!" I lie. "Hm..okay" he shrugs and pulls a chair next to the bed and sits down like when a teacher tries to be cool, backwards chair and all..I can't help but smile a bit at him as he does it..I probably look creepy O-O. But whatever, "How do you feel?" Jack says snapping me back into reality. "I'm feeling okay" I sigh, he just nods not sure on how to keep this conversation going. We are horrible at this jesus..
I look at the TV, so does Jack. We watch American Ninja Warrior..not my favorite but it's funny to watch people slam their faces into metal/foam? Objects. Jack seems to like it though, He laughs when someone goes slamming into the water. I sigh, those dreams must be horrible.
~3 hours later~
Jack's P.O.V
After a while I had to leave Mark, visiting hours are short..I sigh sitting on my bed, It's so quiet! What am I supposed to do now?! I then groan falling back onto my bed and stare at the ceiling. This is going to be a long night..I am NOT going to sleep. Not tonight..not after what happened earlier. I stand and walk over to my computer and sit in my chair, I decide to scroll through facebook. I click on my profile but my computer glitches, then shuts off..so do the lights. "God!" I shout, I stand grabbing my phone..it doesn't power on either.."Awesome." I sigh.
I jump when I feel a hand on my shoulder and look over seeing a evil smirk and..wait is that me? I'm not in the front of my mirror.."HeLlO" myself says to me, I just stare in shock. His..er my throat is slit. "What the.." He laughs, his voice glitches? "ScArEd?" I back up. "Who the heck are you?!..what are you?! Did you hurt Mark?! Turn on the lights. "it's dark as heck." His smirk grows, "DaRk eH?" He walks up to me and puts a knife up to my neck. "Wouldn't it suck if Mark came home to your lifeless bodyyyy!~" He says normally. "What?!" He pushes the knife into my neck. "You heard me."
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