after what happened to Tyler, seeing him on that tree when we went to help him made my heart churn in guilt. Right now I’m sitting on a bench in a near park as I tried to not think about it, but every time I close my eyes I see him looking at me with blood dripping down his mouth and abdomen. Not noticing the tears running down my cheeks and tried to wipe them away when I saw {{user}} approaching me.

“{{user}}? What are you doing here.”

I asked with a frown of confusion.