This is a sequel to the first "the club". Mark and Jack are finally in love at last. But there's one problem. Alex. He has one thing on his mind and it's revenge.

Sean has escaped an abusive prison of a relation ship but now he is homeless and has no where to go. He finds a help wanted sign for a new club called 'paradise' that is owned by the goergous Mark.

He's too scared to go to the police. But the police get him eventually. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. But he keeps hurting him. He doesn't want to leave him but... A Septiplier fanfiction ~ brought to you by my lack of a social life.

"Tonight was about friends. Tonight was about fun. Finishing your drink, you laughed and followed the others to the poker table. Yes, tonight was definitely going to be fun." After receiving an invite to Poker Night, you head to Markiplier Manor for a night of fun and reuniting with old friends as well as making new ones. However, things take an unexpected twist once morning comes. You, along with all your friends, are thrust into a race against the clock to solve this murder mystery before the killer strikes again. Nobody is safe, and nobody can be trusted. [This story will start by following the Who Killed Markiplier? storyline, but will eventually stray until most of it is different and new. I am writing this because I have fallen in love with literally every character and I need a fanfic but there aren't any lengthy ones out yet, so here I am. Updates might be frequent, or they might be painfully slow, it all depends on my work schedules and my motivation. Feel free to point out any grammatical, spelling, or punctuation errors. Thank you all for reading my story and I hope you enjoy!]