The burning trees // twentyonepilots

Memories

Tyler had slumped onto the floor and fell asleep. It wasn't a restful sleep, even though he was exhausted from everything that had happened that night.

His dreams were filled with everything bad he could think of (mainly never seeing his friends again). He woke up in pain both mentally and physically.

Tyler took his usual position by the window, but this time not looking at the vague out line of dark mountains. Instead he watched the windows of the building opposite. The building made of cement and looked very ugly like the rest of the buildings in Dema. But hope filled it's walls as it was used as a school, to educate the young of Dema.

This was where Tyler used to spend his days. Well not in the class rooms. Even back then he was deemed as "dangerous to society" just because of his constant talking about how he wanted to run away and never return. He would spend his days In a separate room from the other kids, having a higher intensity of brainwashing than them.

This meant Tyler never really had any friends apart from josh, he was there from the start. Josh shared Tyler's aspirations of running but never voiced them as he was a shy kid.

As tyler stared into the windows he saw rows and rows of kids all looking bored out of there minds at a white bored with the words "how the Bishops saved us" this always angered Tyler as the Bishops didn't save anyone they only held them captive and brainwashed people into thinking that.

He enjoyed looking into the class room but it also reminded him of josh and the banditoes. Which made it painful but he liked the agony

Days would pass of this endless staring. No one cared of course. Tyler was "that wired guy" in the complex, everyone stayed away from him.
Tyler began to stare into the hills again after about a month, he was still waiting for them to come and save him. When he started to see dark figure armed with torches march towards Dema.