You sense someone, something standing over you and it wakes you up. Or so you think.

You scan the room, but all you see is darkness. Is this even your living room? Suddenly, there's a voice.

"Finally. Finally he isn't there to stop me. And you aren't resisting."

You could have sworn you've heard him before. Somewhere in your mind. You look around again, but still, there isn't anyone around. Then a figure emerges from the shadows.
A tall man, with smooth, dark hair and a crimson suit. Red and blue light circles him, and he seems out of focus. Maybe sleep didn't help. Then what will?

"Oh, you're not awake, my dear." He says. "You're still asleep. It's the only way I could get through to you. You've become stronger since I saw you last."

'How did he read my mind?' You think. Then reality sinks in, and you realise you are still asleep, but this isn't just a dream. It's a nightmare. A very real nightmare. Darkiplier laughs, and it sends shivers through you. Then he glitches and shifts around; returning right in front of your face. His cold breath tickles your nose. But is it breath or just a breeze? There's no way he can be alive.
And how...can you feel him?

"I can't tell you how much I've missed you." He whispers. Even though he is just in front of you, his voice is all around. Like an echo. "Did you miss me?" 

"Not particularly, no." You snap back.

"Charming." He replies, smirking. "So the cat has claws." He edges closer and you back away. "Glad to see your still scared of me. You should be."

You can't think of anything else to say or do, so you start running. "This is your mind! You can't escape." Even though his voice is utterly tranquil, it does the exact opposite of calm you. "You're my prisoner now."