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Dark no longer found himself in the confines of Mark’s deepest and darkest thoughts. He had finally escape, but to where? He somehow found himself in an odd looking room packed with unsettling stories, poems by Eager Allen Poe, and tons of video games. This place was unknown to him and he needed to find the poor unfortunate soul he had taken bunker in for the night. Suddenly, a candle flicker on and a dark tabby hopped onto the table, making a sad meow at Dark. “Well, what do we have here?” he asked as he turned towards the cat. It stared into his crimson colored eyes with its golden ones. Dark reached out his hand to it, o