Mark's POV
We ran to the car.
"The tires are fucking sliced!" I screamed, kicking the door. A shot ringed out. Anti's shoulder had a wound straight through it. Wait, no! That's Jack, we dressed up! He can't heal!
"Ahhh... Fuck... Mark!" He yelled .I ran to him. I rapidly smashed the power button on my phone. I took off my phone cover a black mark spread across the back off my phone. The phone actually fried!
"Jack, your gunna be fine!" I said, observing the wound. I saw the shrapnel of lead. Solid, like a BB pellet. When he wasn't looking I pulled the pellet out.
"Ow fuck you!" Jack yelled.
"Chill, I'm just putting a bandage on now!" I said
"Now, we walk through the forest, tell the police and get the fuck home!" I said, retrieving my pistol from the glove box. We started walking after I pulled Jack off the floor. It was pitch black. You could just imagine eyes watching you as you walked. We all remained silent in case the maniac saw us. The thought they were stalking us. As the thought hit me they ran from the darkness with a blade drawn. I shot them in the chest with my pistol. We walked towards them. I slowly pulled back the hood to reveal them. The maniac was......
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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?
