Anti's POV
"So Anti, stop hiding the truth! Tell! Me!" Dr Jones said.
"There is nothing that I'm hiding! I'm not fucked in the head! Just fuck off!" I shouted slamming my fists into the table, my face reddening in anger. I drew a knife and stabbed him.
"Oh your not sad anymore but you've got anger issues!" He said. I pictured myself in jail. Little did I know, this dream had just became a nightmare.
"You seem to have forgotten, you wanted torture yourself and Mark so you could be with Dark..." he said. I remembered. I nearly killed Mark, and Dark nearly killed me. I felt myself split. Can demons get demons? I saw a mirror. I walked towards it. Me, with black eyes again.
I awoke. I couldn't move. I was out of control. My body moved to the door: at shop with Sam, Tim and Mark...
I was moved across the hall and into Jack's room.
"Hey Anti..." he said, I wish I could close my eyes.
"Anti isn't in control..." This demon said
"What?" Jack said. The demon drew a knife. Jack kicked the demon. It left my body and the knife rattled on the floor. I began to sob from what happened, what I caused. Jack jumped out of bed. "Anti, are you back?" He said. I nodded.....
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Where's our Sanity.....
FanfictionJack and Mark wonder if they are going insane as Anti and Dark torment them in various ways... Anti gets stronger Dark gets stronger Jack gets weaker Mark gets even weaker Will they ever understand these creatures?
