I AM NOT ASSOSCIATED WITH JACKSEPTICEYE, MARKIPLIER, PEWDIEPIE, BOB, CRYOTIC, OR WADE! I AM A FAN MAKING A FANMADE THING. ALSO, JACK'S DIALOGUE MIGHT NOT ALWAYS BE TYPED IN IRISH SO, YEAH. IF YOU LIKE THIS FANFIC, LEAVE A REVIEW, AND BE SURE TO CHECK IN OFTEN.
Mark, Jack, Pewds, Bob, and Wade were livestreaming `Locked Away`, a new Horror Adventure game, in their hotel. (They were there for a convention)
They each had roles. Bob and Wade were ghosts, who activated traps. Mark and Pewds were survivors, who ran from Jack, the monster.
The game was only for those with codes, and they had codes.
They were playing as a red message popped onto Jack's computer.
"Uh, why did somethin' just pop up on my screen?" Jack asked.
A few viewers had rewinded and paused. And they were going crazy in the livestream chat.
Things like `OMG YOU NEED TO STOP PLAYING` and `JACK, YOU'RE IN TROUBLE` started popping up in chat.
"Alright, stop playing around." Mark scolded.
Suddenly, Jack fell out of his chair.
Everyone went dead quiet.
"Jack? You ok?" Felix asked.
Silence.
Mark and Felix ran to Jack's apartment as Wade and Bob tried to calm the terrified and worried viewers.
Mark tried to pick up the unconscious Irishman as Felix ran to Mark's room and shut off the livestream.
The last comment in the chat? `yaW yM teG syawlA I` by `I Play God.`
Jack regained consciousness. His head was killing him and he felt like he was on fire.
He sat up and winced in pain.
Mark came over and felt Jack's forehead.
"You've still got a fever.." Mark said.
Well, that explained the feeling of being on fire.
"How long was I out?" Jack asked.
"Five hours." Felix responded.
"FIVE HOURS?!" Jack couldn't believe what Felix had just said.
"Yeah." Mark confirmed.
Suddenly, Jack felt like he was going to puke. It must've shown on his face, because Felix came over with a bucket.
Mark, seeing the blood red color in the bucket, immediately phoned the hospital to come with an ambulance.
"Mark, I'm fine.." Jack said.
"You just puked up blood and your pale as hell!" Mark protested. "You're going to the hospital!"
Jack puked two more times before the ambulance arrived, both times it was blood that came out.
Mark and Felix helped Jack into the ambulance, as he could barely walk.
After a bunch of questioning from Mark and Felix, they made it to the hospital.
Jack puked again, this time on the sidewalk. And what came up was acid-like, and burnt a hole in the sidewalk.
Mark put his hand over Jack's mouth as they walked into the hospital.
Jack then pried Mark's hand off his mouth and puked again, this time there was burnt flesh and blood mixed in with the acid.
And he passed out again.
When Jack came to, Mark was right beside him, Felix was talking to a doctor, and Bob and Wade were on the other side of the room.
Mark smiled a bit. "You better now?"
Jack shrugged a bit and a wave of pain washed over his body. That's when he noticed the heart monitor to his right and the other hospital machines.
Felix saw Jack was awake and came over, as did the doctor.
"Alright, here's what the problem is." The doctor began, pulling out his clipboard.
"Your blood seems to have been partly replaced with acid. We're not sure if you'll be able to survive this, but we'll try our best to help."
Jack couldn't believe what he had just heard.
He might die from this.