It wasnt easy for me. They didnt understand what it was like, they thought it was all fake for the camera's. As I look in the mirror I could tell I wasn't the same any more. My hair wasn't a bright green anymore but a muddy dirty green and my eyes were carrying more bags then they originally could. It was as if all my control over Anti was slipping and keeping him in was grinding me to the bones. My eyes are different now, the old ocean blue was now turning to an dark hostile green and I was really thinking of getting blue eye contacts. I walk from the bathroom to my recording room and just before I open the door, I can hear Wiishu singing as she makes herself a late dinner. She's been worried about me too, it's come to a point where she will watch me do everything just to see if I will do anything different. She knows about Anti. She knows about what he could do if I let him out, even for recording. Wiishu is too smart and thats good because if one day I do lose control and he breaks out of whatever bounds he has, she would be in so much danger. Thats why my office door has four bolt locks on the outside so Wiishu can lock me in and then when I knock calmly she lets me out again. But it's wrong to let him out, Wiishu and me know that.
I push open the door to my office and bounce on my chair so it turns and i put my feet down in the right place to stop it so that I'm facing my PC monitor. I see a email pop up.
Markipliar: One new message.
I click on the unopened message when a spew of emotions is lying in the oddly short message.
Markipliar
Subject: Can we meet?
Jack, we really need to meet, I am worried about you. I have attached printable plane tickets to me. They leave tomorrow, please come Jack. We need to talk.
Download: printable_plane_ticket_q1_dxd
From Mark
I look from my computer to my door and then press reply.
To: Markipliar
Subject: okay
I will get on the plane to see you.
And just after a hit send my eye starts to twitch and I fall from my office chair in a shout of Anti's laughter.