Not sure how I feel about dreams being real, but, you'd know better than me. [ Tim gives an unfortunate smile. ] Thought I'd find some answers in Bright Falls. Now all I found was more questions than anything.

[ Partners, friends, two dudes stuck in a nightmare hell brought on by other people. The adjectives don't really matter. They're in more or less the same boat. He can learn from Alan's experiences, and he can provide Alan with a second pair of eyes. A different perspective. The best they can offer one another.

He chuckles. Yeah, Alan definitely considers her apart of his "home." ] She must be a hell of a woman if she's gotten your eye. Not to mention if she got Door's attention.

How uh, did the two of you... you know, meet. Since you've been stuck here.

[ Not to mention why he's been seeing her in his dreams. He figures he'll keep that to himself. It's obvious that Alan is in deep with her, and he doesn't want to come off as invading a relationship. Especially when it seems to help keep Alan going. ]

Right. Well, fortune favors the bold. [ He gives a playful smirk.

Then, he starts his way down into the basement.

Getting into a room with a bunch of televisions with static on them isn't too difficult. Neither is navigating the hallways that seem to be for endless storage. They do reach a dead end to which the lamp helps. Then, up another set of stairs, a hallway, and another set of stairs. Tim opens the door, gun in his other hand, ready for a confrontation with Warrin Door.

Well, he says he's ready. Truth is? He's terrified. He just knows how to temper it and hide it while on duty.

The door opens slowly to reveal the Janitor's Office. No one is present, not even a bucket or mop. He glances around the room before making his way through it and into the cafeteria which is also oddly empty. ]

You'd think there would be something in here at least. Residents. Hell, I don't know, anything.