Sam lost her family when she was only 4. When Sam was 8, she been bullied and abused by everyone around her. She started to give up on hope and want to die, until Mark came into her life and helping her to find hope again. There are many mysteries l...
After Mark and Sam left the club, I turn around go back on stage to party and showing off my moves.
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Suddenly I hear gun shots. However the people on stage are still playing music, so I continue dancing. I notice that some people are leaving in fear while some people are dancing on their way out.
"Get your ass down here!" the man with a gun said as he point at me.
'Oooo, looks like someone wants to have a dance off with me!' I thought to myself with excitement. I jump down on stage.
"Don't move!" he demands. I don't move but I continue dancing.
"Put your hands up!" I put my hands up like I don't care dancing around him.
"NOT LIKE THAT!! PUT THEM DOWN!!!" I put my hands down still dancing around him. Without any hesitation or warning he pulls the trigger which I dodged with a dance move. He takes another shot still no avail. Third time he did it but it hits the cord which the music slowly stops. I stop looking at the man who is still pointing the gun at me.
"Where is she!?" the man asked pointing his gun at me.
"Why the music stop?" I asked.
"I'M GOING TO ASK YOU AGAIN!!! WHERE IS SHE!?"
"Who?" I asked with curiosity.
"Don't play dumb with me! I know who you are. Achan told me about you, Markiplier."
"Ah, so you're the one who's causing trouble for Mark and Sam," I said with a smile looking at him while he gives me what the fuck look.
"Quit messing around and start talking or else I'm going to make you suffer!" he threatened.
"No need to threatened me, I haven't done anything wrong. If you want to talk to me in private, I don't mind chatting in private, at least asked in polite way."
He rolls his eyes, "fine." Automatically we're in the office.
'What the fuck!?' he thought to himself.
'That's rude. You could have at least said "Thank You.".' I responded.
'DID YOU JUST READ MY MIND!?!?'
'Don't be silly. You're just thinking out loud.'
'GET OUT OF MY HAND!! YOU FREAK!!!'
'No need to name calling, words can hurt you know.'
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!!" he yelled at me.
"Geez, first I was kind enough to give us a private conversation and you didn't thank me. Now you're being rude and calling me names. I'm very disappointed..."
"Quit stalling! Tell me old man where is she?"
"Who?"
"That little bitch!"
"What did I said about name calling?" I asked with a bit sass tone as I take a seat.
"Shut up! TAKE ME TO HER OR I SWEAR TO GAWD I'M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!!"
"Whoa time out," I said as I place my hands up forming a T sign, "time out." I get out of my chair slowly walking up to him.
"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!" he yelled as he pulls the trigger on me. "Shush, shush, shush," I said as I walk close enough and kiss the pistol. "Not now, the grown-ups are talking. Save that for later." I look at him seeing his eyes are widened in horror and confusion.
"What the hell is going on?" he questioned.
"Huh? I don't really know. Honesty I don't understand anything anymore. Well I'm not complaining about it."
"I don't understand... anymore."
"Exactly!" I said pointing at him like he's on the right track. "None of it makes any sense! That's a beauty of it!"
"Beauty...? What's the beauty of this!? No... I see what you're doing. You're trying to get me all confuse, trying to turn me into a mad man. That shit ain't going to work on me Mark."
"For the last time, I'm not Mark. Also I'm not getting into your head. You're not accepting the madness and been focusing too much on the details trying to piece it together."
"How do you know about this?"
"Dan listen, you're not the first person I had encountered something like this. One of my friends was in your shoes. He been going none stop chasing me down and he had all these evidence against me, but yet he has been focusing too much on the details. The stress is getting into him, luckily I manage to help him accept the madness and now he's doing better as ever. Now it's my turn to help you. Let's forget all the drama that has the shooty and the bang-bang. "Gawd you're a freak!" I said with a chuckle. "And just for tonight..." I said quietly as we're back at the club as I put the pink wig on my head while people around me and Dan with the Warstache mask on their face. "Why don't we have a little fun?" I asked as me and the people stare at him.
I watch Dan stare down at his pistol, making his decision. He put his pistol away and looking back at me looking a bit defeated. The music slowly starts up, he shrugs as the beat hits and start to dance off.
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Everyone in the club are dancing and having a good time. Dan and I did a dance off. I feel so proud of myself that I manage to help him the same way that I helped Abe. Now he can put the details and worries aside and embrace the madness.
