[ Max yelling is enough to snap Chloe out of whatever self-loathing spiral she'd pulled herself into. It doesn't happen often and that's probably why it's so jarring when it does. It leaves her quiet for a moment, which is probably for the best. ]

I... I'm sorry.

[ Her voice is definitely uncharacteristically quiet in comparison. It takes her a minute to figure out how to explain herself, because she knows it could definitely make things worse. ]

The hallucinations don't go away, Max. They're not because of this place. I started seeing Dad after - ... After you left. It wasn't very often at first, but around the time I met Rachel, I was seeing him almost every day. He went away for a while, but then after we found her, I ...

[ She sighs deeply on the other end and there's the sound of her hands running over her face. ]

I know you don't want to hear it, but Nathan and I, we - we were a lot alike. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't excuse the shit he did and he's the biggest prick that ever walked Blackwell's halls, I hate his guts, but... we had enough of the same shit going through our heads that other people could ask me for advice on how to handle him and I just knew what to say. Obviously his mental shit was way more out of hand than mine back home, but that's why I get so fucking scared that maybe -

Maybe here, mine's getting that bad too. And I can't tell what's the town and what's me anymore.