Chapter 6: I Hear It Charlotte!

I've been nothing but bored out of my mind here for the last few hours. I've already written my letter to send to Charlotte. All I've been doing is waiting for Charlie to come by and collect it. I hope he hasn't been caught yet already. Oh please Lord don't let that happen, he's my only hope to actually get of this place.

Finally Charlie came by with my breakfast and some new letters. I said, "Thank God you finally showed up. I was beginning to worry you weren't coming back."

"Yeah sorry about that. Some of the other guys who work here held me up."

"Are they like you or-?"

"No I'm the only one. So you've written anything for me to give to Charlotte?"

"Yeah, please make sure she get's this okay?"

"Of course."

We exchange items. "So what did Dr. Carroll do to you?"

"I honestly have no idea. When I woke up there were these Band-Aids on my limbs and on the back of my neck. I think he surgically inserted microchips into my body."

"If that's true then I must report about that. If so we can try to do it discretely to take them out. We'll see though, I'll talk to you later okay Mark?"

"Yeah be careful, Charlie."

After he took off I started eating my breakfast while reading my new letters. I open Dr. Money's letter first.

Hello Mark

As for sending you a letter yesterday. Please ignore it completely. Mr. Smiley is doing fine and so are his daughters. I hope nothing more than you feeling happy here. Remember, your Happy Buddy is your true friend that will bring you joy.

-Dr. Money

Does he think I'm stupid or something? I'm not falling for his crap. The second letter I opened is from Mr. Smiley.

HEY HEY HEY MARK! HOW ARE YOU DOING?! I HOPE YOU AREN'T GETTING BORED IN THAT SMALL ROOM OF YOURS! LATELY SOME PEOPLE HAVE BEEN REALLY SAD AND COULDN'T MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT. BUT DON'T WORRY I WILL TURN YOUR FROWN UPSIDE DOWN BUDDY! I BOUGHT A NEW GAME FOR YOU! IT'S QUITE EXPENSIVE BUT DON'T WORRY I'M VERY HAPPY TO GET YOU ANYTHING FOR ENTERTAINMENT!

-MR. SMILEY

Poor Mr. Smiley I need to write him a letter. He doesn't need to do this for my sake, but his daughters... Damn that Dr. Money. Once I get out he's going to pay for this. I open the third and last letter that's from Charlotte.

Hello Markiplier

By the time this get's to you it should be morning. I hope I'm not bothering you by writing these letters. So far I've haven't gotten any customers lately. I guess there are just some days that people don't want any sweets especially in these hard times. Everyone is trying to find other ways to make a living. It's becoming hard for us all to earn money. I'm not too worried though, I must try to find a reason to be happy and spread hope that everything will be alright in the end. I'm sure they'll find a cure soon. More of all I hope you're doing okay. Are they treating you right Markiplier? I hope so, maybe one day they could let me in to see you. I would like to talk to you in person.

Sincerely your friend

Charlotte Holmes

I hope you're doing okay too Charlotte. It's good she's trying to be optimistic. Not just for her sake but for everyone else's too. While I was finishing my tray the door opened to allow in that guy who would take me to Dr. Carroll. He's here for a different reason though. He's carrying a T.V that's a good size. "Courtesy of Dr. Money." he said.

After he installed it he toss me the remote and walked out of my cell and lock the door. I guess Dr. Carroll wasn't joking about allowing me to have a T.V. I turned it on and flip through the channels. I checked to see what's on the news first.

The Anchor man said, "For the past few days the virus has rapidly spread across the U.S. Populations has decreased by 20%. The Scientist of the medical field are trying everything they can to find a cure."

So far they have been talking about the day it started. It was not too long ago really. Some say this virus was cause by an unknown terrorist, and the authorities are investigating as fast as they can to find the perpetrator. What I've find strange though is that they haven't talked about the people who are immune to the virus such as myself. To think they would report that on the news channels... Unless Dr. Money is trying to hide the fact that we exist. Why bother to keep it a secret though?

...

Charlie came back to give me lunch. This time's lunch is a bottle of Dr. Pepper, beef ramen, 10 dumplings, and an eggroll.

"Whoa, they let you have a T.V?" said Charlie.

"Yeah Dr. Carroll said if I follow his orders without question he would convince Dr. Money to let me have a T.V." I said, "I didn't like it but not like I really had a choice."

"I can see that."

"Have you heard any news from Salvadore?"

"No not yet. All I've heard is that they're working off your blood sample you gave them. I will inform you if I've received any good news. Oh yeah before I forget. I stopped by at Charlotte's bakery shop."

"You gave her the letter?"

"Yup, and she has one for you too. Also this."

He gave me her letter and a pink box with a black ribbon wrapped around it. It's a hand size box so I wonder if it's something from her bakery shop.

"I can tell that this friendship will blossom into something more." said Charlie as he chuckled. I blushed a little as I said, "Oh come on Charlie. I've just got in touch with her. Even though I can't see her but at least we can talk to each other through these letters."

"Yeah. Need anything before I go?"

"No but can you give this letter to Mr. Smiley? I've gotten a letter... about his daughters."

"Oh yes, most of the Happy Buddies are only working for Dr. Money because he's holding their love ones hostage. I'll make sure to give this to him."

"Thanks Charlie."

"No problem, see ya later."

I sat back down on the bed with my lunch, the box, and Charlotte's letter. I opened the letter first to read what she has to say.

Dear Mark

I'm so happy you replied to me. You have no idea how much you've brighten my day. I'm glad you really wanted to be my friend. Honestly you're the only friend besides Charlie that I can talk to. I've sent you a gift that's something sweet. I hope you like it I made it myself. It's called Passion's Kiss. Even though the streets here are awfully quiet. I think I should fill the air with some music. I've found this old gramophone from my attic. I hope I can get this old thing working. More of all I hope you can hear it from where you are in that prison. Let me know if you have. If you like I can play it whenever you want to hear it. Tell me more about you, Mark. I would love to get to know you more since we're now friends.

Sincerely your friend

Charlotte Holmes

I open the box that contained what she called Passion's Kiss. It was an orange cupcake with pink icing and a strawberry on the top. I shall eat this after my lunch. In the middle of eating suddenly I heard music playing it's classical and it sounded so beautiful. I put the T.V on mute and listen to it's soothing sound.

Tears were filling up my eyes as I said, "I hear it! God Charlotte I hear it! Charlotte I hear it! I hear it Charlotte!"

I've never been so happy before. She played music for me. Is this really real? Is that sweet and beautiful sound real?

"Oh Charlotte if only I can tell you in person that I hear it." I wipe away my tears as I laughed, "I hear it Charlotte. I hear it."

After my lunch I began to eat my dessert. Passion's Kiss tasted like peach along with a mango flavor. It's quite fruity but it's filled with so much bliss. She must've put a lot of effort to make this for me. Oh Charlotte thank you so much. The music stopped after a good while. This moment I will cherish forever.