"WHAT'S GOING ON?" Mark screamed as he followed Blue Jack racing through the halls, glitches at their heels ready to rip them to shreds. "WHERE DID THAT ORB THING GO?"

'ANTI KNOWS WHERE WE ARE.' Jack screamed back, turning a sharp corner so quickly he almost ripped Marks arm off. 'WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE, NOW!'

Mark just nodded while trying to catch up with Jack.

The horde of glitches were right at their heels, grasping for their necks so they could snap them in half.

((kill)mark)

((corrupt) )

Jack turned over to Mark, only to whisper something in his ear.

'If I die, you'll have to save Jack by yourself.'

"You won't. I know you won't."

Jack passed something to Mark, putting it in his hand.

'Don't lose it. If I eventually become of no help, this will tell you where to go, go the direction the tip is pointing.'

Mark looked at what Jack gave him, only to see a black key with a jagged edge. The head of the key had the same half and half gem that the mirror had, and Mark swore he saw the gem move.

'It'll activate once I tell it to.'

Mark nodded and stuffed it in his pocket, only to feel Jack give a death grip on his bicep.

"OW OW OW THAT HURTS!"

'Sorry, but you'll have to grab on unless you want to be left behind.'

"Left behind? What- WHAT THE FUDGING HELL?"

Jack stopped running for a second, only to start running again, only this time so fast that the wind on Marks face would've knocked his glasses off if it weren't for his left hand stopping them. When he looked behind him, the glitches looked so far away.

And plus, the halls were like mazes, twisting into unpredictable forks and turns.

Surprisingly enough, Jack didn't walk into any dead ends. It was as if he knew this place like the back of his hand.

His hair whipped around his head, and Mark tried to scream, but all that came out was a muffle along with the sound of air being propelled in their faces.

Eventually, Jack came to a stop around a minute later, and dropped Mark to the floor.

Even though the hand wasn't there anymore, Mark could still feel Jacks death grip choking his arm to death and cutting off blood circulation.

"Ow…"

'I apologise, but if I hadn't held your am that tightly, you would've been left behind. Or you would've had your arm ripped clean off.'

"Yeah… That's better than those glitches."

An Awkward silence filled the air.

'I'd reckon you stay clear of anyone here with a dazed look in their eyes, it means that they're a glitch. I don't know if you could see it, but the glitches we saw all had dazed looks in their eyes.'

"Okay. I'll keep that in mind."

"So, where are we now?"

'We're not quite there yet, but we're closer than where we were before.' Jack said, looking around. 'Around the edges of this maze, are doors leading to many places, this maze used to be a hallway leading to the different places so we could transport information faster, but after Anti took over, these halls turned into mazes and the doors were locked.'

Jack started walking and Mark followed. He had no idea where everything was.

When they turned a corner, both of them stopped.

Jack approached the dead glitching body, and crouched beside it.

'Anti is a cruel man, he's the embodiment of Jacks hatred, you know? He feeds off his negative emotions, so he could become stronger. Poor sadness was the first one to succumb to his curse.' Jack said, fighting back tears as he stroked the glitching body of his fellow emotion. His grey hair was covered in blood, while the floor around him was wet with tears. His body was glitching, one grey static bar covering his eyes so all Mark could see of his face was his nose and mouth. He had the same facial hair Jack had, only this time, they were covered in a red liquid that Mark realised was blood.

Jack was silent.

'He… Was my friend…You know?' Jack whimpered, trying not to cry. 'He was there for me when no one else was.'

Jack stood up and a tear fell down his cheek, falling onto the floor.

"Are you alright?"

'Yeah, I'm fine.' Jack responded.

He was about to wipe the tear off his face when he stopped, staring right at Mark.

"What?"

Jack didn't respond.

"Blue Jack, you alright?"

'We have to run.' Jack half whispered, half shouted at Mark, pointing behind him.

Behind him was an intersection, revealing a wall at the very end of the hallway. A glitch, travelling on the walls walked past them, and Jack gestured Mark to run.

They were running silently along the halls when a glitch out of nowhere jumped out at them, giving them a shock as Jack had to drag Mark to safety.

They turned a corner, and another horde ran towards them, only just managing to backtrack and run.

"DO THAT THING AGAIN!" Mark ordered, clinging on tightly to Jacks arm, ready for the impact of air molecules colliding with his face.

The second after, Jack started running faster than the glitches, Mark clinging onto his arm so tightly that Jack had to shake him loose a bit.

Just as Mark was about to laugh at the glitches, he hit something hard.

So did Jack.

They hit a human wall of glitches. A glitch wall. A sea of dazed eyes and static.

They didn't even have time to react when the glitches bolted towards them, snatching the chance without a second thought.

Mark felt hands grasp onto his clothes as Jack yelled for them to get off.

When everything calmed down, both of them were being held down by glitches. Jack started to freeze up, staring right ahead of him with a horrified expression.

'Something's inside me.' He said. That calm, flat voice and that look on his face which held pure, raw pain did not make a good combination.

He glitched.

"JACK!"

It was on his shoulder, a little rectangle of static appeared on his shoulder, cutting off the blue colour of his shirt.

'Mark, run.'

"I CAN'T, I'M BEING BOUND DOWN HERE."

Jack's eyes filled up with pure black tar for a few moments before switching back.

'It's getting to me...'

Mark tried to get away, but hands restrained him.

'Mark...'

Jack looked up as glitches and large pixels of ugly colour covered his body, and Jack looked up.

'RUN!'

Mark felt something pulse. It was like a shockwave of light, emitting from Jacks body in the shape of a sphere. Apparently, despite its looks, the sphere was solid, bulldozing its way through the crowd of glitches, pushing them away like the sphere was made of glass.

For a moment, they stayed up in the air, a foot away from the ground, just frozen. They had even stopped glitching, it was just a frozen picture now.

'NOW'S YOUR CHANCE, RUN BEFORE I-'

Jack stopped.

And he looked up with glitches covering his body, and a dazed look in the single eye that wasn't covered in static.