((Next part to the most recent one??? Hehe. Tim kinda has a really bad mental breakdown, just a warning. Also hints towards some childhood abuse from his mom, since we know she didn't seem the best))

Tim was the absolute most horrified out of all of them. Brian, or well...Hoodie (at the time), was ToTheArk...after Entry #87, though, he stopped making those videos.

So, who the hell was impersonating ToTheArk?

It was obviously someone who knew. Or, possibly, it was more than one person now. The only people Tim could thing of was Jessica....and Alex. But he was sure Alex was dead.

He cut his throat up, who could possibly survive that? Then again, the Øperator made weirder things happen...
Tim started shaking, "I...I need to take my meds..." he said quickly, rushing up the stairs to get his meds.

He dug throat his bottles, not finding one that had any pills in it. He started panicking, a sudden fear that she was coming up the stairs him.

When he was younger and he would hide from the 'hallucinations', his mother would force him in the room he was the most scared of and lock him there the whole night. And that was a good day.
She normally beat him until he lied and said there was nothing there...but he knew better. Eventually she got tired of his drama and took him to mental hospital, dropping him off and almost never coming back.

He heard loud footsteps, getting in the closet and hiding. He covered his ears, starting to cry. All he could think was, she's coming up the stairs she's gonna hurt me she's gonna lock me up again with that thing she's gonna hurt me please help please don't let let her find me here please god.

He flinched when the closet door opened, but instead of his mother there stood Jay. He felt relief, seeing his boyfriend. He clung to him, whining and shaking in his arms.
"Hey, hey....its okay, Tim..." he reassured. Tim shook like a leaf, "Jay, please don't let her find me here, she's gonna be mad at me..." he whined into his neck.

Jay was worried. Who was 'she'? His mom? He knew she was never the best...but, Tim was almost acting like...

Oh. He understood. He smiled, "She went away, I promise she won't hurt you..." he reassured. He felt horrible. Tim had told him a few years ago that his mom took him to a mental hospital and never showed up...but, he never knew that she would hit him.
Brian walked in, sighing in relief that Jay had found him. It was better than letting Masky angrily run about, trying to kill their former friends.

Jay smiled, "You have extras?" he asked, holding Tim close. Brian nodded, fishing through his pocket and pulling out a nearly full bottle. They helped Tim take one, building a blanket fort and cuddling in it.
Tim was still a bit paranoid, but relaxed when Jay and Brian held him. He ended up falling asleep, making the other two smile and do the same.

When Tim woke up, he.was smushed between his boyfriends. He smiled and hummed, relaxing against them. He loved them...they did all they could when he had his moments. They made sure he felt safe...

And when he was with them, he always felt safe. Even if someone was trying to kill them.