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Today was a sad day.

There were hardly any good messages.

"Tyler." A voice echoed through my mind.

"Yes?" I asked aloud. Praying that I was to give good news next.

"Josh Dun..." The voice trailed off.

I racked my brain to put a face to the familiar name.

I had every name and every face stored in my head. It was part of my job to remember them.

I pieced the name and face of Josh Dun together. My heart dropped.

Why were all the messages so bad today?

The Message Man |-/ Joshler Where stories live. Discover now