Panic at the Disco’s Ryan Ross’ point of view

My mom died just as I entered the house, my aunt said. It was as if she just wanted me to be there when she died. My uncle told me that my mom had cancer and she didn’t have enough money to get treated. She didn’t even bother to tell anyone at all because she believed that it was her fault she didn’t take care of herself.

When I visited her grave late in the evening, it rained. The road was slippery & the next thing I knew were white walls surrounding me. My aunt & uncle were beside me. I was bloody and tubes were being connected to me.

Then all went blank. I then remembered flying from my car, which crashed to a tree. I woke up a month afterward. I don’t remember anything. I removed the tubes from my body and went to the nearest nurses’ station. “Who am I?” I asked the nurse who was writing something. She was surprised when she saw me.

She immediately called for a doctor & he said that I'm a certain Ryan Ross. Days later while I was trying to remember things I knew I wanted to remember when three boys knocked on my aunt’s & uncle’s house.

I greeted them myself & asked who they were. I must have known them before because they looked shocked. “We’re sorry about what happened, Ryan,” one of them said. “It’s okay, please come in,” I said when suddenly, memories of them flooded my mind. I saw myself with a guitar in front of many people.

“Brendon, Jon, Spencer! How are you guys?” I asked smiling. It had been long. Spencer grinned at me but Brendon asked if I remembered other things. “Not much seriously,” I said. His face fell.