"A demon. It's as fast as light and strong as the chains its bonded to. This demon isn't unique, as it appears in every living human on Earth. It feeds of the sadness and agony of is owner, making it stronger. It wants to break free, after seeing the guilt and pain it's caused upon the human's mental state. It wants to rip the you to pieces, but it cannot. It wants to kill and torture you till you jump. It wants to you lock that door between you and your fellow humans. But it cannot. Why is it Jack that you can live and I cannot? Why can you control it? WHY?"

Sean struggled his chair as Mark leaned into his face, madness clear in his brown eyes. Mark chuckled, grabbing the nearest blade.

"It loves watching you bleed Jack. It loves to feed upon your fears. It wants you to succumb!" Mark pounced on top of Sean, his small blade hovering over the Irishman's beating heart.

He cut a heart shape perfectly above where Sean's heart laid below his skin. Blood seeped from the tattoo, staining the youngers skin. Sean looked at Mark.

"You.....You're insane Mark!" Sean coughed, looking into the lit fire of Mark's eyes. They were cold and had a bloodlust to them.

"But the demon wants to take you. It wants you as its own." Mark grinned madly, taking the blade and cutting his hand open. He carefully let the drops sink into Sean's wound and seared Sean's heart wound shut.

The Irishman screamed in pain. He looked at Mark as green flashed in his ocean blue eyes.

Mark held the blade close to him.

"You didn't listen to me Jackaboy~" Mark sang, dragging the blade lightly over Sean's face.

"Nobody does. But you will~"