Jack smiled and looked up at me with his glowing green eyes.

"You know Mawk," he said, " I can make you squeal."

I gulped and could only watch as his fingers danced around and anywhere but where I wanted them to go. He was teasing me so much and I wanted nothing more than to tear out of these cuffs and rip this gag off so I could do the same to him. I was too busy thinking about what I would do to notice that Jack had moved up my chest and was playing with my nipples. It shocked me when his cold fingers played with the sensitive skin. He must've seen me jump slightly because he smiled and laughed.

"Scared Mawk?" He asked.

I shook my head the best I could and he laughed again.

"You should be." Jack whispered as he reached for another item laying behind me.

When he was in front of me again my eyes grew wide. Jack had grabbed a knife.

Sean POV

I could only watch as Jack tortured Mark by dragging a dull blade down his chest and hold in it against his stomach as Jack did unspeakable things to him.

I was horrified. It was like Jack knew my deepest, ugliest, kinkiest thoughts. Everything, except the knife, had been in and out of my thoughts since that first night. Hang on...was Jack some how a part of me? No wait. That's ridiculous! How can there be two people to one body? But wait...Darkiplier exists...so doesn't that mean that a different version of myself could be really too?

"Oh yes, Sean, I'm quite real." Came a different voice in my head.

Is this him? Is this the other me talking to me?

"Yes Sean, it is me. Now stop worrying. You're making me slip." The voice said again.

The last thing I saw was Mark's belly scratched up and bleeding from tiny cuts before I blacked out again.