Chapter 11: The Backstory Of Jack McLoughlin and AntiSepticEye

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Jack's P.O.V

I feel the pain subside as I regain control of my body.

I suddenly see the blood on my black shirt, my ripped jeans, my face and my hands.

I gulp and become frightened, because I know that I have killed someone as Anti.

I don't want to turn around, but I know I have to.

I turn around to see Frank, George, Bryan, Angelica, William, Damien and Amelia, all dead on the floor.

I cover my mouth in fear and fall to the floor.

I want to vomit.

"What have I done?" I said.

I see Anti's bloodied knife, and begin crying.

"What have I done?!" I yell.

I see all the ways that Anti had killed them.

I see Frank's snapped neck, the bleeding cuts from George and Damien's slit throats, the blood Angelica coughed out when Anti drowned her, William's face drenching with blood, and Amelia's stab wound and slit throat.

"No...no!!! This is all my fault!!" I cried.

"Jack, we're leaving." Mark said from the other side of the door.

Oh crap! I can't let Mark and Felix see that I killed 7 people as Anti, nor can I let them see the blood on me!!

I quickly rush over to the sink, but I accidentally slip on the blood and fall on my face.

"OW!" I yelled.

I could hear Anti laughing at my pain, but I dismiss it.

I get up and walk to the sink, and wash the blood off my face.

They won't be able to see the blood on my shirt, right?

Now, the furnace is luckily out of the window behind me.

I open the window and open the furnace.

I throw all the dead kids into it and activate it.

God, I feel like a murderer doing this.

"Jack! Come on!" Felix cried.

"I'm coming!" I said.

I open the door.

"Sorry I took a while." I said.

"Jack, is that blood on the floor?" Mark said, pointing at the blood.

Crap!

I forgot about cleaning the blood!

I was about to say something, but then Anti covers my mouth.

"Lie to them." He whispered.

"Um, well, no. I accidentally spilled red paint on the floor! I'm sure somebody will clean it up!" I lied.

"And I can see it's gotten to your shirt too." Felix said.

"Y-Yeah! Let's go back!" I said.

We all left, but Mark had a expression of worry in his eyes.

Mark's P.O.V

As soon as we got back, Jack ran quickly to his room.

I tried opening it, but Jack apparently had locked it.

"Mark? What's wrong?" Ethan said, coming into the hall.

"Nothing. I just don't know what's wrong with Jack..." I reply.

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