"Tell me this, Joshua."
Tyler leaned over the metal table, only being stopped halfway by the short length of his handcuffs. Their noses barely brushed, but Josh still jerked back instinctively.
Time seemed to stand still. Tyler tilted his head to the side, his upper lip curled, like a wolf that finally caught its prey.
The look in his eyes was wicked and maniacal, unlike the love and softness Josh had seen in them before. Any hint of his trademark childish innocence had left and was replaced with the haze of a psychotic killer.
Despite the shiver running down Josh's spine, he was still adamant that Tyler had no idea what he was doing. Under the mania was confusion, masking his insecurities with insanity. Tyler couldn't be the killer. Josh wouldn't know what to do if it was him.
"If what they say is true, if I am the one who killed all of those people and I really did lose my mind..." Tyler sent him a wide smile, exposing every single one of his bloody teeth. The blood in Josh's body ran cold. "What makes you think you can stop me?"
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A FRACTURE IN THE CONSCIOUSNESS ✓
Fanfiction"There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line." - Oscar Levant {trigger warning: depictions of graphic violence, blood, torture, murder, gore, etc} {joshler}
