Tim made some weird noise. What that indicated neither he nor Sophia knew. He didnt know what he wanted to do about all of this. He was at a loss. How does one even begin to deal with this? He sighed heavily, burying his face into his legs for a moment before speaking. His voice was muffled and strange as it came out through his legs.

"This is fucked." He said.

"I know it is." Sophia replied gently.

"What the fuck..."

"I know."

Tim looked up at Sophia now, noticing her completely for the first time. She was still wearing her jacket. Snow was melting in her hair, which was dripping a bit now onto her coat. She was probably freaking out internally, Tim thought. Actually, there was a 89% chance that the calmness was just a facade. But he didnt mind that. It kinda made him feel better, knowing she was willing to do that.

"There was just... nothing." Tim said, looking at her now, legs still pulled up to his chest. "Like... It wasn't like the last time. I went through, and... there was just darkness. But not normal darkness. I could see my body just fine. But everything else was just... dark. Black. Gone. And there was no exit. And  could just... I could hear one thing. Really faintly, in the distance. And it sounded like the ocean. It sounded like small waves breaking against the beach... and... thats how it felt. Before. When I was, y'know, how I was when I wanted to... kill myself. Like I was alone. Empty. Nothing there. And it was so surreal. It was always just a feeling before...internalized. But then it was... an experience. I could see it. And thats how it felt."

Tim wasn't crying. He wasn't upset. He actually felt better for talking. Not completely, but a little bit.