So this is my first try here XD So yeah, this is about how Tim/Masky became a proxy and some shit. Hope you'll like it guys!
"No….. NO!"
Tim bolted up, wiping the drips of sweat on his face as he breathes heavily, catching his breath. Somehow he was dreaming about HIM again.
It has been 2 weeks after Tim had left his old house to start anew. He thought everything was going to be fine and will be back to normal but, no…
He continued to dream about HIM, Jay and Brian's death and how he killed Alex. Those memories replayed again and again in his sleep. His coughing became worse and Hell, He's been seeing and hearing voices lately. He'd sometimes see Jay , Alex nor Brian but it made no sense. They were dead. It was all nothing but his hallucinations. How about his pills? He's been forgetting and misplacing them everywhere. Sometimes it would just disappear from his pocket like somebody else took it but who? Brian? He's dead.
Tim sighed as he starred at the camera facing him. Yes, he's still recording himself or he would wake up clueless again just like a week ago. He thought it was already okay but it wasn't. To be precise, everything was still the same as before. Sure, He wasn't showing himself to Tim but Tim could sometimes feel his presence but just shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing but a hallucination. Tim stood up as he drank a glass of water.
'It's just a dream. Everything is fine.'
Lies. It wasn't fine. Everything is still messed up. He had already ran away, but what? Everything was still the same.
'Liar.'
Tim started coughing. He hurriedly searched for his pills in his medicine box but it wasn't there.
'Must've misplaced it again.'
Tim started to look for his pills. His legs were wobbly, but he kept looking.
'Where is it?!'
He was coughing violently. He continued to look for his pills on every drawer but it wasn't there.
'Goddamn!'
He stumbled but managed to grab unto something for assistance. He continued coughing violently until he fell on his knees. His vision started to blur but caught a yellow hooded figure on his window.
"B-brian?" He croaked.
He started shaking violently but the yellow figure remained still. Tim could hear no more, His vision was completely worn out as he fell into a deep slumber.
