Oct 19, 2024
You wake up, tied to a chair in a shower room of sorts, blood stained walls and odd machines laid about the room. A TV on a nearby table springs to life as it's only show static. Slowly a face comes into view as the static lows to a light hiss, low enough for the person watching you struggle against your binds may speak clearly.
You know this face, the long dark hair, the red cheeks, the soulless eyes. As you stop struggling the voice emits from the familiar face, talking to you.
"..Hello Everybody my name is Markiplier, and welcome back to Redemption."
