A short TØP fanfic. Tyler trips at a concert and hits his head, losing his memories. He forgets Jenna, Josh, and all of the music that saved so many lives.

I've been writing a few Twenty One Pilots one-shots lately, so I'll put them here. They'll vary from song-inspired one-shots to ones about Tyler and Josh. No Joshler. Sorry or you're welcome.

I just need to screenshot this so I'm putting it here.

It's always been Dema. I don't remember there being a beginning of my life here, but I don't really think I came from here. It really doesn't matter, because I'm here now. It's actually rather nice here. There's structure and order. -c-o-n-t-r-o-l- We are unified and equal. -i-n-d-i-s-t-i-n-g-u-i-s-h-a-b-l-e- We live in peace. -f-e-a-r- Dema is a haven. -n-i-g-h-t-m-a-r-e- They don't know they're trapped. Or they do know, but don't realize it. Only a few finally grasp the truth of Dema, but once they do, they need to escape. Escaping Dema is impossible, or so it seems. ||//||//||//||//||//||//||//||//||//||// Clancy has only just become aware that Dema may not be everything it seems, and his last nine years almost feel like a dream. Clancy sets out to discover the mystery of himself, the mystery of Dema, and the mystery of the whispers of a group called Banditos. ||//||//||//||//||//||//||//||//||//||// **Based on the music videos and journal entries from Clancy**