I mean, we went through that whole concert thing to get her out. If you remember the concert. [ Tim gives a small shrug. ] I'll find my way out of here... some day. I need to figure out this thing with Warlin Door first. He brought me here.

[ And he hopes he can find him before he starts going stir crazy. Well, crazier than he already is. ]

I doubt it's because she likes me. [ A smile is given in return. He's not sure how he feels about some weird alien ... light thing liking him. Probably better than Door hating him for whatever reason. Still, one thing at a time. Too much weird makes his brain feel like it might explode. That wouldn't be pretty. ] Makes the darkness less dark. Huh.

Horror would make sense given everything. Didn't you write crime noir books? [ He casts a glance back at Alan with eyebrows raised. ] I guess they are dark like horror. Maybe not as dark.

So... now we need to work on the information we know beyond the three questions. We'd call them clues, but, story beats for you. Right? I'm not a writer. [ He holds the magic eraser up for Alan to use. ] Tell me what you've got.