His dreams had spawned a crystal ball in his hands. His mind was swirling with the possibilities, and his body was hot with a mixture of confusion and too many doses of his pills he already took. Sure, his parents loved him and took good care of him, but he just wanted...more. It felt so meaningless around here, like all he did was take up space. The pills sitting within seemed to promise him something more, they almost spoke to his very core. He could easily just slip them past his lips, close his eyes and become doused in the world that he had once been a part of. He had very little recollection of what had truly happened, but he had dreamt of stairs seen in MC Escher's work for as long as he could remember. The very crystal resting in his hand inhabited these dreams, even, bouncing up the stairs to a Toby who slowly matured over the years.

Shifting the globe to rest in his left hand, he took his right and prodded it with his fingertips. The ball bubbled and rippled like water under his touch, and he blinked a little, reaching in and plucking the eye-like pills from their casing. It didn't seem to care, only bubbling like water would when you took something from it. The pills seemed to stare back at him, but he didn't mind. Standing in his bathroom, he cautioned one more look at himself in the mirror, making a decision. Did he want to be taken away from here? To go somewhere where everything would be better, where life itself would be at his own demand, or would he stay here, where nothing would ever fall into his lap, where everything would be a scrape for him and he'd never come out on top?

The pills soon met the back of his throat, sliding down while he did the same, sinking into the lavish bath tub of his parents' house. He shuddered some as his clothed body hit the water still filling the tub, the crystal splashing at his legs once his hands fell. Eyes slid shut as they hit water, but it didn't take long before he felt himself gently fall onto a mound of dirt and slide down to its base to rest almost lovingly in the hands of the earth. Finally, his eyes slid open again and he looked around, taking in the glitter everything seemed to hold. It was amazing, truly, honestly amazing, the way everything shone like it had a purpose.