"Oh Matty!" He's back. "What are you doing?" "I'm tied to a chair." I replied. "What would I do right now?" He pushed my chair towards a desk with a computer on it. A site called Wattpad was opened and he made me read an entry. Reading it, I realized this person knew exactly what was going on. He looked me with a stern face saying, "Have you told this person where you are?" I refused to answer. "Fine don't speak." He left without saying another word. I wish I could tell this person where I was. But I couldn't. Not if I want to live. When he was singing, that was his way of playing with me. I looked at the profile name. derpyis1. "Help me Derpy." I whispered. "Please." The sound of the door opening made me jump. "Let go of me!" Someone yelled behind me. "Don't worry Markimoo." 'He' said. "Your friend Mat Pat is here to keep you company." My chair was pulled backward and I saw Mark trying to untie himself free. "It's no use Mark." I told him. "I've tried. We're never going to be found." I saw 'Him' pull out a video camera and told us to smile. "derpyis1!" Mark yelled. "Please help us." Then something snapped. I felt weird but I yelled, "HE'S NOT THE PUPPET! HE'S A PUPPET OF THE MARIONETTE! THEY'RE-" My theory was cut short by him putting the gag back on me. Mark sat next to me, worried as tears filled his eyes. He would've had to have see the computer for him to know the user's name. derpy, please. Help us.