Mark rang Dark's phone...again. He had called his phone several times with no answer, and it pissed him off big time. Like all the other times Dark didn't answer. Mark assumed that Nathan went home, seeing as the sun was starting to rise when Mark got home. But Dark hadn't got hold of Mark all night - no phone call, no message.

Making a video was hard for Mark because Dark was usually there with him, in the shadows and out of camera sight. But today was different. Today, he had to record a horror video without the one part of him that makes those videos special. He called again, and Dark finally picked up.

"Miss me, did you??"

"Wouldn't say I missed you - but I was concerned about you." Mark replied sarcastically, turning on his computer with his free hand. You could here Dark laugh in the background and Mark just shook his head. Dark was a prick sometimes.

"Aww come on, you missed the dark part of yourself Mark." he laughed.

"Your an asshole, you know that??"

"Hey, I'm the other part of you - of course I'm an asshole."

Mark was going to say something, but bit his tongue. Dark knew how to piss him off - he always has. But he needed to know where Dakr was and what he was going to do. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Mark spoke.

"Where are you and what are you doing??"

He could here Dark sigh, falling silent for a minute. Everything was quiet - like Dark didn't want to tell him or was going to refuse telling him. The silence stretched for a long time before Mark broke it.

"Dark??"

Dark coughed a bit before replying, "I've found Nathan." 

Mark's heart nearly stopped. Dark found Nathan?! A smile spread across his face - only to be taken away again.

"But Mark - there's a catch. Natemare has taken him to Black Night Club. It's a safe zone for a group of demons. Natemare is the founder, sharing the place with his new boyfriend and my ex - Antisepticeye - and my older brother...Wilford Warfstache."

Dark spoke his brother's name in disgust. It was because Wilford slept with Anti when Dark and Anti were together.  He convinced himself that he would never forgive Anti or Wilford ever. But you could still hear the pain when he spoke about them.

"Dark, that's like your personal living hell." Mark felt bad for him, knowing that Dark hated seeing it. But Dark and Mark both knew that they needed to put the past behind him and get Nathan. Quickly changing the subject, Mark spoke up, "We need to get Nathan out - now."

Dark laughed sarcastically, "I know - Anti does some gross things to hostages. He always has. I learnt that back when I was trying to get rid of you. He'll make Nathan want him, then fuck him until he gets what Natemare wants."

Mark shivered. Not the best position to be in for Nathan, or any of them. He turned off his computer and grabbed his lucky flannel - he'd be needing it.

"Dark, message me where you are and I'll be there as soon as I can - I have a plan."

"Dumb idea Mark - but ok. Also, I'm not being responsible for your death."

Dark hung up - Mark definitely didn't know what he was doing. Or what he was heading for.

He dialled another number into his phone and put it up to his ear. It rang for a couple seconds before the line was picked up.

"Yes??"

"He's taken the bait...Natemare."