Markiplier opened his eyes once again in the security room that he has come to hate during these last two nights. He sat in his chair accompanied by his good friend Yamimash. Yamimash thought he could be slick and wear a bear costume to bed so when he woke up here he wouldn't get mutilated. Of course that's not how things work here. Markiplier held his middle fingers up in the air, perhaps to tell the smart and thoughtful narrator to "Fuck off". Markiplier thinks that the Narrator is responsible for his and Yamimash's being in this real life nightmare. What they fail to realize is that the narrator IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THEM BEING STUCK THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!

"Well then what exactly do you do then?", Mark crossed his arms together.

I tell the story as it happens. Simple as that.

"Can't you fix it or make it easier for us?", Mark asked.

The phone rang once...

"Mark is right. Even we couldn't beat the nights on the first try and now you expect us to do it or die? How is that fair?"

The phone rang twice...

I can do a little something to help out but it kinda goes against what I do. I mean I can't exactly change up the story just to make things work for you.

The phone rang three times...

"We are going to die in one of the most brutal ways possible. We need help."

The man on the phone recording greeted the boys again on the third night. He congratulated them since most of the security people didn't last that long. He also mentioned the idea of coming into work in a costume but then took back the idea when he thought about how the mascots could stuff and exoskeleton in the suit. So a certain someone should feel pretty stupid that he even tried to do the idea!

"Damn You!", Yamimash yelled.

Just saying... You looked really stupid sleeping in a gigantic Bear costume. I wish people could see how bad he looked! He kept rolling off of the bed and sometimes the head would fall off!

"Don't listen to the Narrator Yamimash. I bet they are the type of person that hides in the comments section because they're too scared to watch us play."

Shut up, Mark! I swear if I had control over when they attack you I would make all of them come for you right now!

Mark watched the Cameras, ignoring the upset yet wonderful Narrator. Pirate Cove was inactive, the horrific fox hidden for now behind the curtain. He tapped the tablet to check on the other ones. The duck wasn't with the others. More importantly Mark was wondering why in the world it was only 2 o'clock but they were down to 60% power. That was because when Markiplier was busy sticking his middle fingers up at the sky, Yamimash was checking the cameras in Pirate Cove and flashing the lights on his side of the room.

"I thought I saw something.", Yami tried to argue.

Sure he did. Sure he did.

Mark looked at the cameras again and now the bear was missing. Mark didn't say anything because he didn't want Yamimash to worry. He flipped through the cameras until he got to the kitchen camera. Despite the Kitchen camera being audio only, he knew the bear was there because the same song he heard before he died while playing the game was playing in there. As for the duck...

"Where is the duck?!", Mark yelled.

"There he is!", Yami yelled as he slammed the door shut.

"He's outside!", Mark yelled in shock.

When things couldn't possibly got worse they did...

The fox ran down the hall on the other side. Markiplier slammed the other door shut. They could here the knocking on the other side of the door and laughing from what might as well be a demon of some kind.

They were trapped...

These were possibly their last moments together before they died and Mark wanted to make them count. They looked into each others eyes. Mark's hand softly caressed Yami's cheek. His thumb softly stroked his lips. Yami's eyes grew heavy as he leaned in closer to Mark.

"What the fuck?!"

Oh, sorry! That was from something else I was working on... Must have accidentally added that in...

"What exactly are you working on?", Yamimash asked staring at the sky.

Don't worry about it you guys...

Uh...so...

Where was I?

Oh, right! Markiplier for some reason was not afraid of dying tonight even with the power down to 9%.

Mark turned to Yamimash and put his hands on his shoulders, "I'm going to save us Yamimash. I have to go. But I am going to save you!"

A loud beeping sound rang throughout the halls and in the security room. It was so loud that the ominous music normally played by the evil bear could not be heard. The place shook and Mark looked up at the sky, almost as he was anticipating something.

"How much power left?", Mark asked not looking at Yami.

"6% left."

Mark woke up in a panic. He was in his bed with the alarm clock next to him beeping loudly. Mark reached next to him and grabbed his phone hastily and clumsily pushing the buttons. He held the phone up to his ear and crossed the fingers on his other hand.

"Come on! Come on! Come on!"

The phone was ringing but no one had yet picked up.

"Mark?"

"Yamimash!"

"How did you know that would work?", Yami had to know.

"I didn't but I figured it would be better than nothing."

Maybe Mark is more clever than I thought. I can't believe he thought of that. So Markiplier saved Yamimash and himself from certain death and live other day...

OR DO THEY?!