(I walked out of the closet and check the monitors to see the percentages. So far so good)
Mark: Where are we at?
Jack: 75%
Mark: Ok good. But its only 2 am
Jack: I told u.....the longer we're in this game the faster the percentages go lower
Mark: I know. I just can't wait to bet this FUCKING GAME, AND HURT THAT PHYCO!
Jack: I bet he won't hurt u..... But he will kill me since your his 'sweetheart'
Mark: *huffs out in anger* I'm not, never was, and never will be!
(Then he went and check the monitors. Is he going mad?)
Jack: calm down mark.... I'm just saying..... I'm more in danger
Mark: Exactly! You shouldn't be, and yet you are. Yami needs to pay. He's killed Wade, Bob, but worst of all he's nearly killed you.
(Then he faces his monitors again. I hear him close the door and talk under his breath)
Mark: *undsr his breath* Better then you dying.
(That hurt.... I didn't want mark to die before me. I accidentally let a tear come down. Then I saw mark look at one of the vents and started freaking)
Mark: OH SHIT!
(Then he quickly close the vent door)
Jack: what?
Mark: It was fucking Bonnie. (Then he stands up) I don't know how much longer I can keep up with this madness.
(Oh God he is going insane. I jump up and take a step back)
Jack: ok just don't go crazy on me please
Mark: *shakes head* I can't promise anything.
(I'm gonna die. But then I started having another headache. Wtf is wrong with me. I just hold my head)
Jack: just don't go on a crazy psycho path rage on me.....
(Then I sit down trying to wait for headache to roll by. Ugh I can't think straight)
Jack: by the way what's the percentage?
(Then I looked at mark and saw him rubbed his neck)
Mark: It's at 15% and we're only at 4am.
(Fuck.... At least time is going faster)
Jack: I can go.....
(Then I saw mark toss his monitor aside. God he is going insane)
Mark: I'll distract them.
(I get up and right away rub the back of my own head from his headache. God I hope this doesn't slow me down)
Jack: k ready
Mark: As soon as I yell at you, you run to the party room. Got it?
(I just nod my head. My headache got the best of me right now)
Mark: And as soon as you restart it, you get your ass back here and close that door. Understand?
(Gezz I think this game is getting to his headache like this headache as well)
Jack: got it..... Gezz
(then I cough. I think I'm sick. But I see mark run out and I hear a whistle. Quite hard to hear it)
Mark: Alright! NOW!
(With that I ran to the party room with all I have. I make it to the party room and look hard for the generator box)
BINABASA MO ANG
FNAF Last Chance Jack's POV
Fanfictionhai im Sean, but you can call me Jack as i test out a new game with mark. As i get we get emails from the producer of the original FNAF. Everything is fun in games, until its not anymore