"Has Marvin found a way to fix this yet?" Sean groaned to Anti for the millionth time as he lounged on the couch.

Since he couldn't record and wasn't allowed outside, there was nothing he could do but hope that everything would go back to normal soon.

"Not yet, but he says he's close." Anti answered in a bored tone from the back of the couch where he was sitting.

"He's been saying he's close for days!" Sean huffed in inpatient exasperation.

"Look-"

Sean jumped in surprise when he heard a groan of pain and a thud behind him, turning around to see Anti lying on the floor.

"Anti? What's wrong?" Jack asked worriedly as he rather ungracefully rolled off of the couch and darted to the demon's side.

Anti didn't answer as he curled into a tight ball and clutched his stomach, his eyes screwed shut as he breathed heavily through his nose.

"Anti-"

Sean broke off when the demon's eyes snapped open, black blood leaking from them.

"Help...me." Anti pleaded in a whisper as blood started trailing from the corner of his mouth.

"What do I do? Tell me what to do!" Sean cried as Anti's eyes slowly fluttered shut.

"What's wrong?" Amy demanded as she ran into the room after hearing the commotion.

"It's Anti, I don't know what's going on." Sean admitted as he gestured to Anti's deathly still body.

"We should bring him to a hospital." Amy advised as Sean picked up his body and laid it on the couch.

"No one there will know what to do with him." Sean pointed out as he watched Anti's chest rise and fall.

Sean frowned when he felt his phone, or more specifically Mark's phone, vibrate in his pocket.

Sean retrieved it to find that "Irish Potato" was calling him, a picture of Jack appearing on the screen.

"Mark?" Sean answered.

"Okay look, I told Signe everything and Dark is in the hospital since his physical form is dying." Mark spoke in a panicked rush.

"Anti's dying too." Sean stated grimly as he glanced over at the demon.

His hair was matted to his forehead with sweat and the blood on his skin stuck out on his paler than usual skin.

Then he stopped breathing.

"Oh my god Mark, I think he's dead." Sean whispered in shock as he gently shook Anti's shoulder.

The demon didn't react.

"O-okay, um..." Mark trailed off, unsure of what to say.

There was a moment of silence before on Mark's end.

"A nurse just told me that Dark's dead." Mark informed Sean remorsefully.

"Does that mean that all of our other egos are dying then?" Sean asked even though he knew Mark had no answer.

His question was answered when Marvin appeared in front of him, his mask crumbling and blood running down from his blue eyes.

"Marvin-"

"Shut-shut up, just...stop." Marvin grunted as he retrieved his wand, part of his grimace visible past the broken parts of the cat mask.

"How are the others?" Jack asked the magician worriedly as Marvin swiped some blood away from his mouth.

"They're all dead." Marvin stated emotionlessly, his gaze cold as he focused on whatever he was doing.

"It's okay...everything will be...okay." Marvin assured him as he touched Sean's forehead with the tip of his wand, knocking Sean out instantly.