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Nobody moved for what seemed like a short eternity. Josh could feel his hands hanging loosely, could feel his own speeding heart and rushing pulse. He could feel his connection with Tyler stronger than ever, like they were bound together with string. Thin red silk cord. The red of Tyler's socks. The red of heavydirtysoul and josh's old hair. The color of blood but it wasn't Tyler's blood, it was blurryface's blood. A car carrying the body of a red eyed man who had tortured Tyler. A torch of red for the funeral fire. A death of what once was. As soon as that thought sped through josh head he could feel a surge of tangible energy in the room. A swell of life.
Tyler's chest rose.
Josh realized there were tears in his eyes and they were now pouring down his cheeks.
Pure tears of love.
Love so deep he knew what it was like to live for the first time.

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