project vessel (twenty one pilots)

two - white as snow

One hand covering his face and the other gripping Josh's elbow for support, Tyler groaned in pain as the voice continued. "Though I'm weak and beaten down, I'll slip away into the sound." It faded into nothingness, only leaving the residual pain that Tyler had to sit out. Josh sat there, sympathy in the concerned expression of his face with puppy eyes and pursed lips, but Tyler did not thank him. It had become almost ritual, him falling in pain seeing or hearing something and Josh having to help him through it. It was Josh's "purpose" as mentor. To be the one to deal with Tyler's voices and visions. However, this was more than an ordinary vision and Tyler would have split open his skull right on the spot if he had the tools or strength to.

"Why.. Why is there a girl? Why is she singing in my head, Josh?" Tyler rhetorically asked, inhaling a sharp gust of air and holding it in. A shaky hand went down to the floor to brace him. "And it's just not going away.."

"The noise or the pain? Are you going to hear another one?" Josh asked, but was just as clueless as a doctor was by the work of a miracle.

"The pain." Tyler tried to stand up but almost immediately fell, Josh catching him, helping him sit against the wall. The red haired man placed his hands on his knees, watching Tyler to make sure he didn't puke (it had happened before) or anything worse. Tyler tilted his pounding head back, the drumbeat of pain pulsing from the back of his head to his temples and even his eyes. It thrummed like a beat searching desperately for the music that had made it a beautiful song. He sucked in his bottom lip, biting down hard as another wave of pain rippled through his brain. Tyler jolted forward abruptly, and Josh moved forward to prevent him from falling. His eyes rolled back slightly, flashing red for a second or so before reverting back to the dark brown of wet wood left to rot in the woods. Clenching his jaw and gripping his knees until his knuckles were as ghostly white as his eyes, Tyler felt his head seep into blackness, sinking into an oblivion he did not often experience.

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The first thing he noticed was the piano in the middle of the white room. It was all so white: floor, carpet, piano, even the walls. It was clean and tidy and sterile, like most of the Estates in the rich, upper class houses of Highgate. It was nothing like Lowtown, where a majority of Isle lived, breathed, and worked and was a completely different universe from the Undercity, where Tyler lived; a black hole of crime, danger, illegal business, and filth. It was a place where the law had little to no effect on the population and everyone wanted either out or deeper in. But this room was so clean and it made Tyler uncomfortable. He did not the pureness of the color. It reminded him of things he didn't have in life; innocence, happiness...a long list of items usually found as synonyms to one another. The piano was massive, grand even, and it's location close to a window made the sleek surface sparkle with a luster only comparable to diamonds. The curtains were drawn of the window (he wasn't surprised to see they were white or a light grey sort of color) and the clean, blinding light prevented Tyler from seeing anything. The angle of the vision changed, and the light no longer obscured anything. The victim of the glare was a woman. He had been inside Lilo's enough times to see a fair share of the female population; he walked the streets of Isle and observed. But never before had he seen a more beautiful specimen; platinum hair tucked behind her ears, her eyes were closed and her long, musician's fingers skimmed the ivory keys with a grace and angelic quality that was as foreign to him as her identity. She played, and when she seemed satisfied by the music he couldn't hear, she leaned back and opened her eyes. The woman stood up, her long white dress (he'd never seen anything so extravagant and fine, so beautiful and... Right. Lilo's wasn't notorious for the quality fabrics the girls wore.) trailing behind her as she glanced out the window. Tyler willed the vision to move with her and he saw a glimpse of blue in her irises before the images faded.