Marks pov

"....red room?"

"It's a bar.... but it's usually only for the most horrifying, deadliest users on the whole inter web....stay close to me and whatever you do, don't touch anything." Wilford explained. I gulped, taking a deep breath before he knocked on the door.

"PaSSworD?" The voice echoed again.

"Jæki mõŕ pŕì"

The door had unlocked and it slowly opened outwards. A dark hallway was seen inside wig a red light at the end.

"Come on." Wilford walked in first, me quickly following behind. "So....who exactly are we seeing?"

"Let's just say it's an old friend." Our voices bounced on the walls as we headed towards the light. Music began to fill my ears each step we took towards now two black doors.

"Remember, stay close." Wilford wanted for the last time before pushing the doors open.

Everything was, in my mind, pure... horror.

Jazz filled the air with the designs of the whole place. There were barely no windows for you to see out of, the lights were coming out of the mouths of heads that have been sliced clean off bodies. Life-like dolls were dancing around poles, some with detached limbs, some with horrifying faces.

Everyone here had there own definition of a cold-hearted killer: Some were wearing badly made-looking mask, Some with hoods up to not show their identity, others with blood still stuck on their clothes and a few that had the look of pure innocent but had the mind of insanity.

"Come on, this way." Wilford said, avoiding eye contact as i followed him.

How can someone make a place like this?

Even though I kept looking at Wilford, I couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was looking at us. It was completely horrifying.

We ended up at the bar tabs, where all the drinks were made. Each taking a seat, we sat in silent until a man came out of nowhere in uniform.

"Greetings guest, may I take your order?" He asked but his voice sounded so glitchy. Wilford cleared his throat before whispering. "A shot of e.x.e please."

"Okay then. Come with me." The bartender said, getting out from his station and leading them to another door. He opened it, holding it for us so we could go in.

"He's a little tired so be warned." He warned before closing the door behind us.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Don't worry, just let me do the talking." That didn't sound reassuring.

".....don't you think it's a bit rude to come see me at this time of hour?" A voice came out of nowhere. What is it with voices coming from places.

"We need your help Google."

......google?

A man with a white lab coat came out from the darkness. Glasses were on him, his blue and red eyes behind them looking at us, add with an unsettling grin and what look to be cracks were over his right eye.

"......how may I give service.....love?"

"Cut it out Google, that was a long time ago......now.....you know the way to the deep web, don't you?"

"Darling, you think i'm a fool?" The bot purred, walking towards us. "I do know any and everything about the whole multi-verse. Do not question my knowledge." He looked straight at Wilford before looking at me with a creepy smile. "....Mr Mark Fishbach, its so nice to finally met you."

"....y-you know my name?" I stuttered in shocked at the mentions of my name.

"Why of course, Anyone would see that you are the 'Wedded Lover' of the jacksepticeye.....and I say, he's got good taste." A shiver when down my spine when he lifts my chin up to face him.

"Google, cut it out!" Wilford pushed his arm away from me. "We just wanna know how to get into the deep Web. "

"Well considering it's not in this realem that I control......but still has the bridge to cross over to it, I do believe that this should.....include and offer."

"An offer?"

"What do I get in return?" He smiled, walking away to sit down on his chair.

"....give us a second." Wolford said before turing us around, backs facing him.

"What do we do? I've never done this before."

"I don't blame you Mark, but we gotta think. What can we give back?"

"I don't know, what is he usually into?"

"Anything to do with power, money and special objects really, just like any other trade."

Thinking this through, I couldn't figure out anything to give him
.....unless.....

"Google.....out of curiosity, have you ever seen the real world?" This seemed to perked his interested as he said;

"Oh I loved to visit. But sadly what happens here, stays here. Besides having to hold enough knowledge to keep this place by myself is a big use of my engine. I'd have to use a soulless corpse to enter your world."

"He is right, he had tried to come with us on a mission, he nearly destroyed this place. When he found a dead body he transfered himself into it and he was okay. The body is like a shield for him in other words." Wilford had answered.

"Well.....are you able to go into a body that's....not dead?"

"Mark?"

"Isn't that possessing someone's body? Like a ghost?" Google asked.

"Exactly. So here's the deal......I'll let you use my body for a-....two days if you help us get in."

The AI raised his hand to his chin, in deep thought. I turned to Wilford who.....didn't really look happy.

"Mark, what are you doing? You do realize you're risking his power in your own body. We don't even know if he can possess you."

"At this point Wilford, I'm willing to sacrifice myself to get Jack back. Besides, how bad can this be?"

"To the point where your body can't hold him down for long and he ends up exploding your body."

".........still....."

"Alright, I made a decision." The sudden voice coming from Google made us snap out of our conversation and face him.

"....I'll help you get in.....if you let me have a week."

"A week?!"

In all honesty, I have no idea where I'm going with this. XD but hey, this is a different side of Google, right?

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