I woke up in the strangest room I'd ever seen. It was completely dark but I was more concerned about the noise that was blasting in the distance. It was kinda like a drunk leprechaun shouting things like "Where the fuck am I!" and "I was just about to put the wheelie bin out, Jesus Christ!"
That's when I recognised that drunk leprechaun, it was Jacksepticeye . I got up and walked at a pretty fast pace to catch up with Sean. "Hey, Jack, buddy where are we?" I asked.
"Mark, dude, I thought I'd end up forever alone, thank goodness it's not just me. I'm freakin' out dude, if you don't know where we are, we're both fucked aren't we!" Sean disappointed me, right off the bat, I sighed.
"Before you ask I don't know why we're here either…" I said just before he had the chance to talk me to death.
"Mark, do you hear that right now, it's someone singing with the tune as well, did someone get here with one of those massive boom boxes?" Jack said.
"I think I know which song it is… 'Just Like You' by Allison Iraheta… Should we check who it is that's playing that depressing song?" We ran to the noise, together we danced on the way there.
We found the body of a dead girl and a strange figure crying over it. The music was coming from the strange figure with a cyan hood and an awesome black leather trench coat, their tibia was bent in a funny angle. I approached the crying figure.
"Hey there, are you all right, I seem to notice you've recently lost a friend, hmm?" I said calmly. "Come here buddy, you need a hug?" I opened my arms widely and the crying figure went straight in to my chest. I closed my arms and locked them in a tight position.
The music had quietened and eventually stopped. Now, all I heard was the sobbing of what seemed to be a teenager, this could be bad for us. I couldn't deal with the safety of a teenager, whose mom is probably severely worried about her and her newly deceased friend.
"I'm, I'm so sorry about this, Mark." The British teenager spoke, silently. She released herself and looked away from the body. "Mark, my name is Anna Cain." Anna took the hood away from her face and Jack walked closer, with amazement in his face.
"So, Anna, tell me how'd you get hear?" Jack asked as he bent down and looked at her.
"Well, I seem to remember falling through a murky brown puddle… she tried to save me… and I know where we are…" She gasped and tears ran down her face, she immediately looked up and apologised. "Sorry, sorry its just one of the last things I explained to Holly… It seems we are in the setting of Corpse Party 2."
"HOLY FUCK, Anna you're a child genius! Now that's the answer I was lookin' for Mark!" Jack looked at Anna with an amazed expression and me with disappointment.
"Guys if we find anyone else around, in which I presume we will, could you not tell them that I'm a girl, please! If you don't mind I want to feel and generally be special or mysterious for once. When or if someone asks just say you're not sure, ok."
"Sure thing…" I said.
"All right then." Jack agreed