His eyes were wide, bloodshot and darting side to side since their last fight. Tyler was not okay, and everyone knew that. He hadn't slept in days. He hadn't eaten. His eyes stared constantly at nothing, while he muttered to himself. They had a run in with a new monster, one which no one had any information on. He was a danger to himself and others, hitting his arms over and over, causing bruising. He tried to choke out whoever got close enough, images plaguing his mind of them trying to hurt them. They wouldn't, right? They were his friends! ..Right?

"Stop trying to poison me!" He yelled as he trashed around, refusing to take any sort of food or liquid, even refusing the antidote, the handcuffs causing bruising on his now pale skin.