He should look at his mother for help

Mark looked around the room to see everyone just blankly staring at him. There seemed to be no reaction to the absurd scene in front of them. Mark turned around to ask his mother to run, whatever was happening here surely wouldn't bode well for them. But he was hit with another bewielding sight. His mother seemed to stand right in front of the entrance blocking it with her body. She had taken down her brunette hair out of the ponytail. Thankfully, she was still dressed in her black pencil skirt and white blouse but she seemed to be eerily still almost like a statue and that’s when Mark saw the university’s football trophy in her hands posed almost like those renaissance statues of women with vases in their hands. Her face was lifeless yet serene.

“Mom-” Mark said as he reached out to her. “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” interrupted Aiden, “I knew I had to keep you in here somehow, so I made sure I instructed her to block the door and become a gorgeous statue for me when I asked her to bring you here. If you touch her she’s going to drop that cup and have a heart attack right there in that spot. Let’s talk? Shall we?”

Mark recoiled upon hearing those words. Looking at his mom’s unwavering face as he turned around and screamed at Aiden, “How- How are you DOING THIS!” “Oh you don't have to concern yourself with that. All I would say is you have Mr ‘I am so much smarter than you’ to thank for this.” Aiden said as he gestured towards Sheldon, who almost seemed to be in tears and yet his hands didn't stop fanning. Mark knew he had to put on a brave face while he figured out a way out of this situation. “What do you want, douchebag?” he yelled at Aiden while taking a few steps towards him.

“Oh me? I told you didnt I markie? I want ****. I have been waiting for this moment….” Aiden rambled on his evil monologue while Mark's attention was grabbed by Sheldon next to him. He seemed to have gotten one hand free and was pointing towards his cheek. That is when Mark noticed a small mic with an attached earpiece that seemed to be resting on Aiden's cheek. “....So if you understand that you will have no trouble understanding why I need to do this, for my entertainment.” finished Aiden while he chuckled at Mark.

Mark knew now he had to be quick. While Aiden's chuckle turned into maniacal laughter, Mark knew it was the best chance he was going to get. He rushed at the throne intending to put an end to his madness. He was almost within reach when he was tackled by someone. He landed on his stomach and quickly turned around to see the gym teacher Ms Healter standing over him with a disgruntled look on her face. “Is that all you have? Pathetic” She said with a disappointed sigh. She was wearing a red one piece swimsuit with holes cut out for her nipples and pussy lips to fall out of. Her hair was put into a ponytail and someone had written ‘HELTER SKELTER’ on her forehead with black sharpie. She stomped on his foot as he screamed and pulled away.