Sophia jumped as she saw the bathroom door slam shut on its own behind Tim. That was some horror movie shit right there, and every fiber of her being was screaming at her to run. But she wouldn't. Not without Tim. She tried the handle but it wouldn't open. She started to bang on the door, yelling Tim's name. Her voice got higher and higher as she began to panic until she was almost screaming. All Sophia could hear was muffled cries coming from the other side of the bathroom. Finally the door burst open, catching Sophia off guard and almost knocking her off balance. She caught herself, but she saw that Tim was not so lucky as he tripped backwards into the living room and fell to the floor. He looked like he had seen a ghost and he was crying, his hands covering his mouth as he labored to breathe. Sophia didn't feel much better.

She rushed to Tim's side, a look of sheer panic on her face. Sophia had no idea what had happened to Tim in the bathroom, but now wasn't the time to ask. She grabbed one of his hands, forced him to his feet. She made to drag him out of the apartment. She opened the front door and a corridor of smooth stone embedded with glittering gems appear almost instantaneously. It was not a crawl space this time, but rather a full-sized hallway that began as soon as the door ended. Without hesitating Sophia pulled Tim through it. At the end another door appeared. Sophia yanked it open and they stumbled through the door into Tim's apartment. The real apartment. Sophia slammed the door shut as soon as she and Tim were through, making sure to lock it for good measure.

Already knowing what Tim might need, she forced him to sit down on the couch before retrieving a glass of water and two of his pills--her hands shaking the entire time. Tim downed both of them quickly, but he was still an utter mess. Not knowing what else to do and still scared out of her mind, Sophia wrapped her arms around Tim's middle and pulled his head to rest on her shoulder. She hugged him tightly as they both sat there shaking.