Truce [tøp short]

i will fear the night again

He looked out into the empty seats and suddenly, they were filled with fans, screaming their names and singing along. The lights were flashing and the screams grew louder and louder. He looked over to his left, Josh was there, listening intently to what he was playing so gently.
     "I will fear the night again," the crowd sang, swaying their arms in the air as Tyler saw Josh mouthing the words out, looking up to the ceiling.
     "Josh..?" Tyler whispered to himself softly. Josh was here?
     Is this all just a bad dream? Can I wake up from it soon?
     I really can't accept it, Joshua.
     WHY CAN'T I JUST ACCEPT THAT YOU'RE DEAD? AND THAT I'D NEVER BE ABLE TO PERFORM ONSTAGE AGAIN?
     Josh, I loved you. I appreciated you. I took care of you.
     Only I knew about your secret.
     Only I knew about the secret you've been keeping from everybody for so long.
     Was that what killed you, Josh? Your "worthlessness"?
     Did your twisted mind kill you too?
     Because trust me, you're worth the entire world, buddy.