"Wait, so - he's dead but he's not?" So it is a kind of limbo. The coffeemaker squeals and releases an angry hiss of steam, and Tim hastily switches it off, depositing its contents into two mugs, one of which he pushes in Bee's direction.

"How do we even - he disappeared." He opens a hand and stares at his own palm, trying to tug himself out of the umpteenth replay of the scene in his head and utterly failing. "His body just, it was like it wasn't even there. How does anyone get back from that?"