Chapter 6: Markiplier Mansion

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(Y/N)'s POV
After what felt like hours but was probably only 20 minutes, Wilford parked the car in front of a beautiful mansion. I took a moment to happen at it then shook my head with a growl, grabbing my bags and trudging my way inside.
I ignored the uneasy feeling I had that made my stomach tie itself in knots and followed the ringing that I knew had to be Dark's.
I stopped in front of an office door and opened it slowly, gulping to try and wet my now dry throat as I watched Dark stand from his desk, a beaten and bloody Chase laying on the ground, curled up in a ball from the pain.
I gasped and started to run to him, yelping when Dark grabbed my arm and forcefully pulled me into his chest. "There you are. I was starting to worry that Wilford had somehow lost you or had gotten lost. Because of your late arrival, poor Chase had to suffer the consequences. I will lead you to your room and then bring Chase in there so you can patch him up. I'm not going to do the work for you, I already did the dirty work." He said then chuckled to himself, dragging me down a hall filled with so many twists and turns that I knew I would forget how to get back.
He wanted me to get lost so I would rely on him.
He wanted to manipulate me into doing what he wanted but I knew I would have to stay strong.
Not for me. But for him.

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