After having said his part, Timos no longer spoke, leaving a spooked Arthur alone. The parasite spent some time to collect his thoughts then sat back on the chair, waving his hand to Vyncent, signaling him that everything is alright.
The bearded young man finished his last piece of meat, licked his fingers then drank a bit of water. When he was fully satiated, he took a deep breath and shifted his attention to the eerie silent moving skeleton that was gazing at him, attentively and unobstructively.
When he was certain that he got Vyncent's full attention, Arthur said:
"How long have you been here?"
The blond man shrugged his shoulders and gave a vague answer: "Months? Years? Time flows differently in this world and I, for one, haven't been keeping count. Got other things in my mind, things more important than counting how much time I spent in this hell."
"Then how did you end up here?"