Mark opened his eyes slowly and blinked a few time. He sat up in bed and stretched his back made a slight grotesque sound as it cracked. He looked over at Sean who was still asleep.

Sean's P.O.V.

I wake up and look to my right, looking for Mark, he wasn't there. My vision started getting foggy, and red. My head was pounding and my eyes stung. I tried to scream but my mouth wouldn't move. Something was holding it shut. I try to look down at my mouth, I see a glimpse of stitches. I start to panic and tug at the string. manage to get it out far enough that I could scream for Mark. So I did. Nothing. I yell once more. Nothing. I yelled louder. Footsteps. I stay quiet, I was scared. That didn't sound like Mark. Whoever was walking towards me had a light. They came into sight, It was Mark.. but he didn't look himself.  He screamed my named and I felt my head pounding again.

No one's P.O.V.

Sean screamed and rose from his bed. He looked to his right to see Mark, with a worried and terrified look in his eyes. Sean trembled and hugged Mark tight. "are you okay Sean?" Mark said softly. "The Babadook." Sean murmured. "Sean, it's nonsense." Mark refused to believe in the creature. Sean was crying, "WHY WONT YOU BELIEVE ME?!" Sean yelled. Sean ran upstairs and slammed the bathroom door. Mark looked at the floor, maybe there was such thing as the Babadook creature. Mark looked at the counter, there sat the red book. Mark picked up the book and threw it in the trash. "Sean?" Mark called. "Go away.." Mark heard Sean's light voice from the bathroom... "Sean, are you okay?"  "Leave me alone.." Seans weak voice was faint and shaking.  "Sean come out now." Mark demanded, trying not to yell. He heard Sean scream and then silent filled the house. Mark panicked and flung open the door. He looked at the small mass on the floor, Sean was crying but it was soft and muffled. Mark lifted Sean's head, he opened his mouth but no words came out. Sean's mouth was sewed shut. Mark shook his head in disbelief. He mouthed the word "No" over and over.

Sean's face was pail and his hands shaking. A faint whisper sent the whole room into silence, even Sean stopped crying, Mark slowed and quieted his breathing. "Can't"  a raspy voice said in a clear but quiet whisper. "Rid"  it continued. An inhuman, noice sent Sean back into tears, Mark held onto Sean. The lights shot, bulbs shattered on the ground. "DOOK"

"DOOK"

"DOOK"

Seans body became limp, his eyes were open. Mark shook Sean to try and wake him up, nothing, he felt Sean's wrist for a pulse, still alive. Mark shook him again, and again and again, till he finally woke. Mark was so relieved to see he was okay, Mark stared towards the door, waiting for the right moment to run. Sean wiggled around in Mark's arms,  Sean tugged at the stitches in his mouth and pulled them out, his mouth was bloody and in parts meat showed.  "Now do you believe me?" Sean whispered. Mark cried. "I'm sorry Sean." The sun crept in the room, shining through the curtains, for a moment everything was silent, then a huge black shadows, rushed down the stairs and into the crawl space under the stairs.  Mark ran down, Sean in his arms. Sean smiled. "He's funny, don't you think?" Sean said looking at the door to the crawl space. Mark couldn't believe it, Sean wasn't scared anymore. "You just need to believe   me" He looked at Mark and smiled.

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