Sean groaned as he rubbed his eyes.

"Ughhh... Where am I?" He muttered.

"Your at the old house! Remember?" I spoke happily.

"Who am I?" He asked me.

"Your Sean?" I replied, feeling confused.

"Who are you?" He asked.

My heart dropped.

"I'm...I'm.." I stood up angrily.

"I'm nobody!" I snarled.

Running up the stairs, I pulled out a knife. I put the knife to the man's neck. "

"Now he can't remember fucking anything! It's your fault!" Suddenly, Sean got in front of the man.

"Why are you going to kill him?! You can't do that!" Sean yelled.

"But he..." I discontinued.

"You can keep him tied up but don't kill him." He spoke gently.

I dropped my knife before walking to my room.

(From Sean's point of view...)

I walked downstairs. The mysterious man had put a knife to someone's neck! Another man was in the living room. His hair red as blood.

"Your up!" He yelled happily.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Mark?" He replied.

My head throbbed. I remembered all of my moments with that very same man.

"Oh... This tall guy just put a knife to someone's neck! He was sat next to me when I woke up!" I told him.

"What the fuck? Man, you got hit hard. That's your fucking boyfriend!" Mark yelled at me.

My eyes widened.

"Boyfriend..?" I muttered.

I remembered. Him getting shot. The kiss and... me getting hit in the head...

"Boyfriend..? Felix!!" I yelled.

I ran up the stairs and to Felix's room. I yelled at him. I couldn't believe that I defended that sick bastard from dying! I peeked around the corner of the door. He was sat on the bed sobbing. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the knife on the table. Back to his arm. He picked up the knife and closed his eyes. Blood smeared over the knife as he cut himself. He dropped the knife as I ran next to him.

"Felix! Stop!" I yelled sadly.

He cried even harder.

"I can't live without you.." He muttered.

"I'm sorry! I remember everything. I..I remember this!" I kissed him.

He fell into the kiss.

"I love you so fucking much.." I muttered.

His eyes glowed red. Felix glitched and he was gone. I heard a giant growl. I ran to the sound source to see Felix stabbing the guy over and over again. The guy who knocked me out. Felix was on top of him, stabbing him again and again( even though he was clearly dead). He stood up and closed his eyes. He snarled as he shook. All of a sudden, the guys head rolled onto the floor.

"Jesus christ..." I spoke quietly.

"I couldn't help it..." Felix growled.

"Holy fuck Felix..." We turned around to see Mark. "How did you do that?! We couldn't do that in a billion years!" He yelled.

"I have more power than both of you combined." Felix replied.

He closed his eyes again. A blue outline around him, the guy's head (which was seperated from his body) floated in the air. It looked like an exact copy of Felix's face. The head opened it's eyes. They were red. The head dashed towards Mark. Mark stumbled backwards over the stair railing. Felix opened his eyes and Mark levitated back onto the top floor with us.

"Jesus christ!" Mark yelled in amazement.

"How?!" I cried.

"I just... I don't know. This side of me could make me kill myself easily!" He looked around and grabbed the knife on the table. Felix stabbed himself and he fell to the floor.

"Felix!" I cried out, panicking.

"I'm right here." I turned around to see Felix.

"Okay. Your fucking creepy." Mark muttered, laughing.

"I know." Felix chuckled.

"Well, let's get going. If we get caught, we are prepared. And Felix, don't sacrifise yourself again!" I cried out.

"Can't promise." He spoke gently. We picked up our bags and weapons. We set off and walked until we bumped into...