Mark honestly didn't know why he had bothered to get up that morning. His motivation lately had been completely lacking. He was tired all the time, had no creative ideas for videos… nothing. It had been about three days of this - he groaned as he lie in bed. People online were starting to worry, and he knew it. He was having to dig deep into old videos, videos before the time of his pink hair, so it was glaringly obvious that he wasn't around.
He went to roll from the duvet, but he seemed to be dead weight, floating. He never wanted to leave this place - maybe he would only close his eyes for one more moment.
His responsibilities were creeping up his spine as he succumbed to sleep once more. At least, he thought it was his responsibilities. He also thought that the voice persuading him to sleep was his own - he was incorrect on both assumptions.
The usually light feeling that comes over you when you drift into a dream state was comforting - except, that feeling never came. Instea