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Start the song it's Mortuary Mary by ¡MAYDAY! (Feat. Anjuli Stars).

"The Judge, Message Man, Mr. Misty-Eyed, and Blurryface," Tyler repeated nervously.

Josh nodded, "But Blurryface has never shown before, maybe he's more like my subconscious or something." The redheaded man said.

Tylers hand's shook nervously as he sat with his legs crossed on the bed, Josh sitting on the edge.

"So if he's never shown through then how do you know his name, or-or that he actually exists?" Tyler asked curiously. Josh had told him all of the names of the different personalities that his body held, but there was just something that wasn't adding up.

Josh lifted his head up to meet Tyler's gaze. The older man noticed how distant Tyler still seemed, which he didn't blame him for. The poor brunette was terrified of everything around him, especially the darkness he was left with after every night.

"Before these personalities were even born, they all came to me in my sleep. It was like me looking in the mirror at someone who looked like me but wasn't me. They all had specific names that they kept repeating. Obviously, I was confused, I mean why were they saying these weird names. It didn't make sense until the first one took over and then the next." Josh tried to explain.

Confusion was still sketched onto Tyler's face as his question wasn't answered clear enough. When Josh noticed, he began to elaborate more.

"Blurryface was the last dream that I had. It was like a series of dreams throughout the week, and it was a Sunday when the Blurryface dream happened. When I was looking in the mirror, I kept hearing the name 'Blurryface' being whispered but there was no reflection." Josh said calmly, although he had tried to figure out exactly why Blurryface had never shown itself.

Tyler nodded, looking down at his hands. "When can you get me out of here? Couldn't we just leave right now?" He asked, surprisingly keeping eye contact with Josh.

"Unfortunately no. I want to get you out of here, but there's something that you have to do for me too." The redheaded man said, making Tyler's stomach drop.

What did he want? He would do it right now if that meant he could get out--

"You have to help me execute the others." Josh continued.

"How the hell am I going to help you with that?" Tyler questioned. He didn't know if he wanted to help with that, it sounded dangerous and riskier than what he was experiencing right now.

"I don't know, but you're the one who's going to figure out. That's the only way." Josh said, looking at Tyler's weak frame on the bed. "I don't know how long it will take, but until then, I can't let you go."

Tyler was so confused and tired, but as he looked up at Josh, pure anger flooded through his veins. It was like he could only see red, and Josh was the one who caused it. Tyler hated that there was no real sunlight down here and that he was constantly in fear of anything. He hated that there was probably no one on the outside that was looking for him or even cared at this point.

"I hate you so much," Tyler said aloud, surprising Josh who's eyes widened considerably.

Although Josh understood where he was coming from, it still hurt to know that the only person in his entire life that actually listened to him about his conditions was telling him this.

"I know," Was all that Josh said, eyes casting down to his hands. He could feel the anger radiating from Tyler's whole being. He understood, and he was angry at himself too.

"I'm going to go insane down here." Tyler cried out.

Josh couldn't will himself to look up at Tyler again. He just couldn't.

"When I'm here, you stay upstairs. I take you out back and so you get to be outside for awhile and then you bathe and before midnight I bring you back down." Josh said, trying to negotiate anything that would keep Tyler sane.

Tyler nodded his head to signify that he agreed with that no matter how much he feared to see what was upstairs.

"I'm sorry Tyler. Hopefully, you'll forgive me one day." Josh said before standing up and leaving Tyler alone to cry again.

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