And now, what you've all been waiting for, the answers to all your questions.
Mark, Arin and Ohm turn their backs to the pink mustached man when the door behind them opens and Minx, Wade, Bob, Yami and Felix all enter. "We finally found you guys," Wade says. "What the hell?" Bob exclaims when he sees Wilford standing on the other side of the room behind a large desk. They all turn their attention back to the antagonist. "Welcome back Ohm and Minx. I've missed you both. It was a pleasure having your company. It can get quiet lonely down here," he smirks, walking out from behind the desk. The group of gamers takes a step toward him, anger fills all their eyes. "I wouldn't if I were you all," Wilford stops, keeping the dastardly grin on his face. "And why not? There's eight of us against one of you," Arin says hatefully.
"You are the one who really doesn't want to, Arin. I've still got something against you," he walks back behind his desk and presses a button. The curtains on the left side of the room separates, revealing a bruised Danny strapped to a chair in a glass chamber. "Danny!" Arin yells as he begins running toward him. Arin pounds on the glass, trying to break it. "Good luck with that. It's unbreakable," Wilford laughs. Arin's hitting against the glass begins to slow as he leans his back against it and slides down to the ground, tears streaming down his face. No one knows what to say, they're all in shock.
"Nothing to say, huh? I assume none of you would've guessed this. Allow me to explain. The staircase you all came down is how I moved around the house undetected. None of you even had a clue. After I killed Jack, you all began to turn on each other, just as I expected. I brought in Minx and Ohm, as well, I just didn't allow them to live in the house as everyone else did. I kept them down here, and hypnotized them into saying and doing anything I wanted. And the note Mark found in Jack pocket, I know that made several of you question Mark innocence about the whole situation. Then, when I stabbed Mark, I didn't finish the job as I should've. He knew it was me. Luckily, when Wade asked him who stabbed him he only got out the letter M. I knew what you were going to say, Mark. 'My alter ego, Wilford.' After Wade fell asleep, I came in and gave Mark a memory loss potion so he wouldn't remember who did it to him, but not forget the event itself. Then, I took Danny while everyone was sleeping, I knew Arin snored too loud to hear me. I knew losing Danny would slowly drive Arin into insanity. Obviously, it worked," he motioned to Arin, who is still sobbing on the floor.
"And Sparklez, I knew he'd meet me at the basement door at 3. I knew what he wanted. All he's ever wanted is more subscribers. He's always been jealous of Felix especially. He assumed if he came to the door at three, that's what he'd get, but he was wrong. Then, when Arin saw me in the hallway, I knew he was there. I didn't want to kill him though. I wanted him to turn everyone against Mark. Which he successfully did. I'm still a little surprised you all believed a crazy man. He assumed I was Mark, which isn't a bad assumption. I look exactly like you. I just stole some of your clothes, took off the mustache and voila. I'm basically your clone," as he said the last word, he began to twitch. His voice became modulated. Then, his head fell and his eyes close, a spark shot out of his back.
"Goddammit!" they all hear from a door on the right side of the room. Every head simultaneously turns in that direction. They approach the door cautiously. It swings wide open, "What the fuck?!" they hear, as they rush in the door. This room is smaller than the rest, everything is still pure white, though. They see a boy, about 17 maybe, sitting at a chair with five or so computers on a desk in front of him. Then a large control panel that contained controls to everything in the house sat to the side. "Well, you guys finally figured it out," the mysterious boy said standing. "Who the hell are you?" Felix asks the question that's on everyone's mind. "I'm a really big fan. I'm also a YouTube gamer myself," he replies. "What's your YouTube name?" Wade asks. "You don't know it. No one does," a grin rises across his face. "If you're a fan, why are you trying to kill all of us?" Bob questions. "I wanted to get rid of the competition. Without any of you on YouTube, there would be a position open for the most popular gamer, and that position would soon be held by me. I'm really good at science, too. So, that came in handy when making position to make you guys forget certain things or do what ever I said. I've got a chemical combination for everything."
He reached down to press a button on the control panel and they hear Arin from the next room, "Danny!" They look in the room and see the glass around Danny gone, Arin helping him up. "What the hell happened?" Danny asks. Arin stays in the other room with him and explains everything that's been going on to him. "See," the fan boy says. "Wilford already explained my plan before he short circuited. Except, when Mark fell asleep the first day here, I used the staircase behind the bookshelf to go up to his room and collect some DNA to make Wilford, then I sent Wilford back up the stairs to kill off Jack." The unknown gamer turns his back to search through his potions. While his back is turned, Mark quietly slips out of the room and goes back to the first room by the stairs. He rummages though the potions and grabs the ones he needs.
When he returns, the boy still has his back to them, never knowing Mark was gone. Mark hands out potions randomly to people, they all know what to do. The second the boy turns around they throw their potions on him. He screams as he falls to the floor. Mark walks behind the desk and scans through the potions he had hidden behind his desk. These are the ones he didn't want them to get a hold of. They each look around, looking for nothing in particular. "Hey, guys, come here," Bob says from another room. They all go to the room Bob is indicating labeled Morgue.
The enter and find the bodies of their friends on stretchers. Mark walks through the crowd of people with a potion. "I got it," he pours the liquid down their dead friends throats. Moments, later they rise and stand as if nothing ever happened. "The resurrection potion," Mark says as he places the bottles down. He walks back over to the control panel and presses the button to open to doors. Then, he turns back to his friends, "Let's go home, guys."
Thank you guys so much for reading. I hope you guys liked the ending! No one guessed that it would be a fan or even Wilford, that's why I chose it.
I'll be working on other stuff in the future, so keep an eye out for those!
Thank you guys again, it means the world to me.
And as always, I will see you in the next story.
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