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•Chapter 31 - Do you tear yourself apart to entertain, like me?•

(Art credit - unknown)

It took me time to realise, but I could only frown realising that Natemare was wearing... a mask...

Another one?

I glanced at Wilford in the room...

He was pointing his gun at Natemare, while my.... twin was hiding behind him - obviously distracted by me.

"Wilford..... no." Dark .... spoke to Wilford as if he was... a dog....

However Wilford just kept his eyes on Natemare.... Wilford kept a straight face...

I've never imagined seeing Wilford Warfstache- himself, like this... he looked so serious... and so tempted to pull the trigger...

".... Wilford...." Dark said in an uneasy tone.... he took a step forward...

BANG.

Natemare's lifeless body fell to the ground...

A bullet hole in his crackling forehead....

"NO!!" Dark yelled across the building - rushing over desperately towards Wilford who still followed the lifeless Natemare with a gun and rage filled eyes. Dark grabbed the gun from Wilford's grasp and threw it across the room. It slid across the floor - creating a piercing sound of metal being scrapped.

Dark grabbed Wilford by his shirt collar and shook Wilford.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!?" I've never seen Dark so mad....

The room suddenly began to crumble....

As I've looked at Nate, black blood began to leak onto the cement.... I felt myself panic over a man I barely knew...

"D-Dark?" I mumbled as I continued to look at Natemare on the floor...

His mask was crackling....

Black goo was leaking from the cracks....

"IT'S. DARK-IP-LIER." Dark said in a thundering voice as his head turned towards me within each pause he made....

His fists grew tighter around Wilford's collar within each pause...

Dark's raging eyes looked at me....

I looked up at him with worried eyes....

I looked back at Natemare...

Dark-....

Darkiplier.... looked towards the man I looked....

The lights in the room flickered....