p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"unless HE was back./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I'd just have to hold out for as long as I could, I could stand the pain. Besides, I had to do it… for my viewers and my friends. Alright. Hold yourself together. I can get through this. After breakfast, I head into the recording room for my third consecutive video since Mark died. "TOP OF THE MORNIN TO YA LADDIES, my name is jacksepticeye and it's time for some getting over it in honor of markiplier."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I open up the game and in the next hour manage to scream at the top of my lungs for almost the whole time. It kind of reminds me of how hard and long I had tried to climb out of Jack's subconscious. I shake my head. What the hell was that? I slap myself in the face, then my new puppy trots into the room. I know I shouldn't have taken on a burden like a new life this soon after Mark's death, but still. And then I blacked out./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"When I woke up, my puppy was dead in my hands. I guess HE had wrung he little guys neck. I started sobbing. Maybe I couldn't control him. He was just too strong. I had to tell someone. I knew that I could have confided in Mark, but then again I couldn't, now could I? I decided to call Bob and Wade and tell them all about what was happening. While I was waiting for them to answer, I looked in the mirror and was surprised at how raw and red and frankly BIG the once tiny scratch was. Then all of it hit me, and I broke down sobbing on the floor. They finally picked up and I couldn't even talk. Tears were streaming down my face, and my nose had turned into a veritable snot factory. I finally managed to get myself under control, and by that time, Bob and Wade were already on the way. I cradled my broken puppy and started to cry again as they came through my door./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"B: "Jack, what's wrong?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"W: "Yeah buddy, you've been acting odd lately. First zoning out, then completely going fucking maniac pretending to stab someone under the table when you did in a game?/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Listen, guys. I know he's back. He killed my puppy-and I think he's going to come back for me and all the people I care about."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"B: "Not HIM? Please don't tell me it's...Anti" He shuddered at even the mention of that hellish being./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well, you should plug your ears now because it is him. He's back. I think he's been working for years trying to climb back up from my subconscious. I think HE killed Mark. It all makes sense now, how Mark had borrowed the knife and-" I stop and think for a /"Wait, did I tell you guys about the dream?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Both: "NO"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Ok well last night I had a dream I was outside standing over someone that I knew, and he looked like Mark, and then I stabbed him to death, so I think that's a clue. Maybe."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"B: "You realize that this means we're going to have to alert the authorities."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I scream "NO" and then something breaks inside of me./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Sprint to the kitchen and grab a knife. God, this body is annoying. But then again, I need this sack of meat to possess so I can live. After running and grabbing the knife, I head back into the living room where Bob and Wade are still scrambling to find weapons to beat me off with. I won't get hurt, but their dear friend Jack will. His body may bleed and bruise but I'll still be here unblemished. Knife in hand, I slowly creep in, making sure not to turn my back to either of them. I knew they'd double-cross me. They don't even care if they kill me. They want to confine me again. I spent years trying to climb out of his mind in agony. He kept on trying to beat me down, and get rid of me after I had come out a little one time. I spring and then stab. One down, one to go. I wrap my arm around Wade's neck, the slit his throat, though the kitchen knife isn't as fun to do it with. A kitchen knife works just fine though, I learned that from killing his little "friend" Mark. Oh god. Jack's coming back. Best to leave now, and have him heartbroken after killing both of his friends. I check to make sure that both are dead and take my leave./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I wake up in a puddle of blood, covered in blood, and with my friends dead on my living room floor. I knew I wasn't strong, but I can't believe I succumbed to him for so long that he managed to kill the two people I had left. I knew what I had to do, so I headed to my recording room./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I'd just have to hold out for as long as I could, I could stand the pain. Besides, I had to do it… for my viewers and my friends. Alright. Hold yourself together. I can get through this. After breakfast, I head into the recording room for my third consecutive video since Mark died. "TOP OF THE MORNIN TO YA LADDIES, my name is jacksepticeye and it's time for some getting over it in honor of markiplier."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I open up the game and in the next hour manage to scream at the top of my lungs for almost the whole time. It kind of reminds me of how hard and long I had tried to climb out of Jack's subconscious. I shake my head. What the hell was that? I slap myself in the face, then my new puppy trots into the room. I know I shouldn't have taken on a burden like a new life this soon after Mark's death, but still. And then I blacked out./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"When I woke up, my puppy was dead in my hands. I guess HE had wrung he little guys neck. I started sobbing. Maybe I couldn't control him. He was just too strong. I had to tell someone. I knew that I could have confided in Mark, but then again I couldn't, now could I? I decided to call Bob and Wade and tell them all about what was happening. While I was waiting for them to answer, I looked in the mirror and was surprised at how raw and red and frankly BIG the once tiny scratch was. Then all of it hit me, and I broke down sobbing on the floor. They finally picked up and I couldn't even talk. Tears were streaming down my face, and my nose had turned into a veritable snot factory. I finally managed to get myself under control, and by that time, Bob and Wade were already on the way. I cradled my broken puppy and started to cry again as they came through my door./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"B: "Jack, what's wrong?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"W: "Yeah buddy, you've been acting odd lately. First zoning out, then completely going fucking maniac pretending to stab someone under the table when you did in a game?/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Listen, guys. I know he's back. He killed my puppy-and I think he's going to come back for me and all the people I care about."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"B: "Not HIM? Please don't tell me it's...Anti" He shuddered at even the mention of that hellish being./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well, you should plug your ears now because it is him. He's back. I think he's been working for years trying to climb back up from my subconscious. I think HE killed Mark. It all makes sense now, how Mark had borrowed the knife and-" I stop and think for a /"Wait, did I tell you guys about the dream?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Both: "NO"/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"B: "You realize that this means we're going to have to alert the authorities."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I scream "NO" and then something breaks inside of me./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Sprint to the kitchen and grab a knife. God, this body is annoying. But then again, I need this sack of meat to possess so I can live. After running and grabbing the knife, I head back into the living room where Bob and Wade are still scrambling to find weapons to beat me off with. I won't get hurt, but their dear friend Jack will. His body may bleed and bruise but I'll still be here unblemished. Knife in hand, I slowly creep in, making sure not to turn my back to either of them. I knew they'd double-cross me. They don't even care if they kill me. They want to confine me again. I spent years trying to climb out of his mind in agony. He kept on trying to beat me down, and get rid of me after I had come out a little one time. I spring and then stab. One down, one to go. I wrap my arm around Wade's neck, the slit his throat, though the kitchen knife isn't as fun to do it with. A kitchen knife works just fine though, I learned that from killing his little "friend" Mark. Oh god. Jack's coming back. Best to leave now, and have him heartbroken after killing both of his friends. I check to make sure that both are dead and take my leave./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"I wake up in a puddle of blood, covered in blood, and with my friends dead on my living room floor. I knew I wasn't strong, but I can't believe I succumbed to him for so long that he managed to kill the two people I had left. I knew what I had to do, so I headed to my recording room./p