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tyler
i'm sitting in a cold metal seat. the walls are black. the floor & ceiling are blood red. a few feet in front of me a microphone hangs from the ceiling. a warm red light glows from it. i reach out, pull the microphone towards me.
"wher-"
my words are interrupted by two black hands. they grab my neck, choke me. my head is slammed onto the hard ground, and I wake up.
i breathe so quickly, practically hyperventilating.
i am so grateful to have woken myself.
i lay on my back, try to turn & check the time.
i cannot move, & with this realization a tear rolls down my cheek.
something is watching me.
that creature with the black hands that choked me in the dream.
he's behind me.
this is not a dream & I cannot wake up.
this is reality & there is no escape.
i wish to move, to turn on music, to simply scream.
my thoughts consume me.
my nightmare is never over.
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hi guys. I decided not to have a high school tyler. he's in his last year of college instead, mainly bc I want Jenna in the story
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time to say goodbye || a twenty one pilots fiction
Fiksi Penggemarlife shouldn't be this way for tyler joseph. he has a loving family, a great best friend & a basketball scholarship. there is no reason for this issue. but is there?
