Marks POV

I awake in darkness; where was I? I look around, trying to find an answer. I spot a figure over in the distance and get up, walking over to it.

 As I get closer, I stop as I notice it was me, not a mirror image, but the same likeness. Same hair, same build… but darker eyes, and a malicious smile filled with jagged teeth.

The… other me notices me and his smile widens, sending a chill down my spine.

“Are you here for the show?” He hisses out in a voice similar to mine, but in a lower pitch.

I stand there with a questioning look on my face as he stands, and goes through random motions, moving as if he was a mime. I followed his movements, but then I saw it, what he was talking about.

I saw her; asleep, turned away, defenseless.

My blood run cold as I realized that this was that… that thing. The reason I had memories of her crying face, the reason I had to forget.

I watched him as he stepped carefully around; following the set up of my apartment, everything he touched became slightly visible in the darkness. A photo here, a corner there- I moved along behind him, keeping my distance. He stopped, grabbing at something and pulling at it.

I froze in shock as it came loose, revealing a large paring blade.

My body shook from fear and anger, from adrenaline.

“Hey, you! Stop!” I called out.

He stopped and looked to me, his grin briefly dropping, but rising once more as he turned to approach (f/n).

“(f/n)! Wake up!” I yelled out.

She didn’t respond in any way. Was I not able to do anything?

I turned my attention once more to my ‘doppelganger’, approaching ever closer to her.

 I took a deep breath as I charged towards him, making contact and tackling him down to the floor.

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A whole chapter of Mark POV :O

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