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Kat

My heart pounds in my chest as I let the notecard fall from my hands. No. Not again, please god no. I start to shake, breathing heavily as flashbacks from the other games pass through my mind at a rapid rate.

Mark.. Mark! Calm down. Breathe, Mark! The sound of Dark's voice consoles me a little but not much. Chica whines, bumping her head against my leg, letting me know that I wasn't alone. I close my eyes, sinking to the floor. The power was still out and I was now seriously terrified. I can't do another game. I just can't.

Maybe it's that Yamimash dude? Dark suggests, I shake my head.

No, it can't be. He is in jail. A noise drifts down from upstairs. I freeze. Chica's ears perk as she growls. Oh please don't tell me that there's someone else in my house right now?

Only one way to find out. I sigh.

And this is how people die in horror movies, and made my way upstairs.

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My bedroom door was cracked. I swallow the fear that was rising into my throat and push my door open. Nothing. My room was exactly where I had left it. Both Dark and I sigh in relief as Chica makes her way, sniffing around. The power flickers back on as a loud bang! sounds from outside. A few seconds later, it starts to down pour.

"Mark!" an Irish voice screams from the computer. I sigh yet again and sat down in the chair.

"Yeah? Sorry... the power went out and just came back on." Jack's face contorts into pain.

"I thought something had happened to you!" He screams, mic fading in and out yet again. "God I hate this!" something falls as he knocks it over.

"Jack, I'm fine! Where are the others?" I watch him try not to rip his hair out.

"I don't know! I thought maybe you knew because they disappeared when you did!" Felix's face suddenly pops up onto the screen.

"Sorry bros," he sighs. "Power flickered, cutting everything off." Wade, Bob and Ken were still missing. Jack looked like he wanted to punch something, Felix was confused and me? Well I was still freaked out from what happened not too long ago.

It was silent for a couple of minutes until the sound of Jack's doorbell going off sounds in the background. "Who the hell?" He mumbles, getting out of his seat.

"Mark?" Felix whispers.

"Yes?"

"Did you... I don't know... get a index card like this?" He holds it up. I gasp, staring at it. WHY DON'T YOU COME AND PLAY WITH US FELIX?

"I did actually, except mine said 'let's play another game Mark'," I shiver at the unpleasant memory. A door slams and a very pale Jack appears on the screen.

"Guys, I think I might finally be going crazy," he says weakly. Felix and I both stare at him as he holds up a black card. In white letters were the words: OH JACK, DON'T YOU MISS US? We all sat in silence waiting for the other three to join us, but they never did.

My cell phone buzzes to life, I answer it with Jack and Felix both staring at me, wide-eyed.

"Hello?"

"Yes, is this Mark?" A voice full of confusion asks. I frown.

"Yes, this is Mark. Who is this?" Jack pales a little more while Felix runs his fingers through his hair.

"Mark, this is Phil Lester." My eyes light up.

"Mr. Lester! How are you?" Felix and Jack relax a little bit.

"Not so good," Mr. Lester sighs. "I'm afraid we have some visitors that you might now. How they got here, I have no idea. Neither does Dan. Is there anyway you and your friends can meet us at the testing center?"

"Yes, we can."

"Good. I'll see you Thursday then." And he hangs up. I mutter under my breath.

"Looks like you two are coming back to America," they both frown.

"Why?" they chorused each other.

"According to Mr. Lester, we have some people that he wants us to meet."

Anybody have any guesses on who it could be?? Don't be shy to say who you think it is!! :3