Crowded mind //Markiplier//

Mark struggles against his restraints, his hair matted to his forehead from sweat. He watches as googliplier twitches, Wilford chuckles while spinning a knife in his hand, and a yandere mark who was not named giggled while staring at a picture of an unknown male. Mark sits behind them, hidden.

"Take your pick!" Dark grins, standing infront of all the alter egos. He's talking to a poor teen, who doesn't know what she's in for. She thinks this is a game.

It is a game. It's Darks game, but if you die you cant respawn. Your gone.

Mark wriggles in his chair and tries to speak through the gag, put the girl doesn't hear him.