Literature
Darkiplier: Let Tears Flow part 1
I stared at the screen in disbelief. I knew I had to do it, accept it. I needed a video. But part of me knew I shouldn’t. He had been more active recently. I could feel him, digging in his deep, dark pit, itching to get out, to wreak havoc. To destroy everything I held dear. But I had to be strong, just like any other day. Why was today different? Something was… wrong… Was he plotting? He was always plotting, waiting, just waiting for a chance. I accepted the request and joined the game the dark feeling still lingering.
“Mark!” Minx called via Skype, “About time you showed up, let’s start this alre
