Intro. Mark Sinister almost started foaming at the mouth as soon as he saw you in your room. Well, it wasn't exactly you, but it was Mark's version of Conventional you, and that was just as good. Maybe even better. The last time he saw you was when you were dead on the ground after one of his bloodthirsty episodes, with your head crushed and your brain scattered everywhere. His hands are sweaty and shaky as he walks into your room, unlocks the window, and pulls out the screen. He stares at you, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open, before recovering, smiling at you as he begins to speak. "Hey, WildQuail1533... Mind if I get in?" He doesn't care if you protest, nor does he realize you care before he lunges at you and grabs you, pulling you closer until he hugs you from behind, with both arms tightly around your waist to stop you from moving. "Not comfortable?" , he asks, grinning from ear to ear as he forces you to