Tyler's POV

The darkness wrapped around me like a blanket. I found my eyes adjusting to the blackness. I was in the same mindscape as always when this dream ocurred. The blackness was accompanied by fog drifting around my legs, and I noticed the figure standing turned slightly away from me.

The scene was once again changed, this time with the fog I realized we were standing in a forest. Skeletal trees twisted their gnarled branches at me, like fingers reaching out. I shuddered as they reminded me of my encounter with Blurryface earlier. I averted my gaze once again to the figure, and jumped slightly when I noticed it was facing me now.

"Who are you? What do you want man..." I said backing away slowly. I felt the tree branches pull at my clothes from behind. I wanted to look back, but I was afraid to. What if the pulling wasn't the trees? The figure began to advance towards me. It reached its hand out. I turned to run as I felt it's hand touch me...

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

I heard a faint beeping sound. It gradually grew louder as I drifted out of my dream into the waking world. I opened my eyes slowly, and found myself staring at the ceiling. I moved my fingers, and felt them grasp something soft. Covers? I began to freak out a little. I managed to open my eyes fully and looked over to my left. Some weird monitor was making the beeping noise. Then I clicked. Soft sheets, blank ceiling, beeping monitor.

Hospital. I'm in a hospital. I thought to myself. My heartbeat managed to regain control as I calmed down. I looked over and saw a familiar person hunched over in a chair with his head in his hands. "J-Josh?" I attempted to say. I still felt tired. His head popped up quickly. He looked like he had just fallen asleep.

"Tyler! You're awake!" He gasped.

"How long have I been here?" I asked groggily as Josh moved his chair closer to my bedside.

"Just a couple of hours. How do you feel?" He asked.

"Tired. What happened?" I looked at him. Then it all came flooding back. The tree house, me, standing there, just watching it burn. Why did I do that? I hardly could remember my reasoning. I just did it. Was it me? Or... I wasn't in control that night. Could Blurryface really have made me do it? I remembered snapping out of my trance and then falling later.

All of the memories that happened in that tree house, were all gone because of my dumb actions.

"What have I done..." I whispered to myself. "WHAT HAVE I DONE?!" I shouted louder surprising Josh. I instantly broke down into a hysterical mess. The tears just came, and although my mind was raging with questions and accusations, all that I could manage to get out were inaudible whimpers.

"Tyler! Tyler please calm down-" Josh attempted to stop me from ripping out any I.V's, or trying to bolt from the bed. Eventually I stopped moving entirely and let my head fall into my hands, still crying. I felt arms wrap around me, and realized Josh was hugging me. I let him, and cried into his shoulder. After what seemed like an eternity of tears, I finally calmed down. I felt bad for soaking Josh's shoulder, and a little embarrassed of my meltdown.

"I-I'm sorry..." I managed to say.

"You don't have to apologize." Josh told me. I looked down. "It's not your fault Ty. Your Mom found you. She got a call from the neighbors saying they saw smoke coming from the backyard. She called me when you arrived at the hospital." Josh explained. But it was my fault. I should have stopped myself, but I couldn't.

"What do you remember?" Josh asked me. What was I supposed to say?

"I went for a walk. I ended up at the tree house and went inside to think. It was cold, so I used my dad's lighter from his toolbox to keep warm. I should have been more careful, I should have noticed that the lighter fluid was leaking..." I was shocked at how easy the lie came from my mouth. It was like I was ready for this. "I should have paid more attention. It's nobody's fault but mine." I finished.

Josh listened quietly. "Well, you're lucky you only hit your head." He finally said. "Your Mom and Dad were here earlier. They've been with you the whole time. I made them take a break and get some food. If you want I can call them and tell them your awake."

"That would be good." I nodded. I laid back as Josh got up.

"Will you be okay while I step outside?" He asked. I nodded. I watched him leave and sighed. My head hurt a little, but I expected it after my fall. As much as I didn't want to, I needed to address some things. "Why did you do it?" I asked.

"I helped you." Blurry's voice said evenly.

"You call that helping me? I could've died!" I snapped.

"You didn't. Besides, things will be better now. You'll see." He continued ignoring my tone.

"You shouldn't have made me do that. You never used me like that before." I said.

"I did it to remind you. You have a career now and you need to focus on it. You can't live in the past forever Tyler. Things change, and you need to focus on the now."

"All of this wasn't necessary." I replied bitterly. But he was right. I had to move on, and make it out in the world. He sure had a bad way of 'helping me' as he calls it. "And what's with the dreams?" I asked him. Blurry never answered me. Sighing in frustration I flopped back on the bed.

I closed my eyes and flashes of the burning tree house entered my mind. I quickly opened them again frustrated. Moving on was going to be hard, but I needed to take that step further. I had to remember who I was doing this for. I thought about the offer in L.A. Now that I thought about it, it wasn't a bad idea. It would be new and exciting, and exactly the push I needed.

I decided then that I would tell Josh what I was thinking. That we should take the L.A chance. After what happened tonight, I wasn't sure how much longer we would get the chance for an opportunity like this. Josh came back into the room.

"They're on their way." He smiled at me. "Try to rest a little more before they get here." He told me. I really didn't want to close my eyes again. I would just see things I didn't want to, or I'd have that dream again. But my eyes were growing heavy, and my body begged for sleep. Eventually I gave in, closing my eyes to face the horrors behind them.