When Ian thought Mina was dead, time moved so slowly that it hurt. He would feel like days would pass when it had only been a few hours. Sometimes, he would wake in the middle of the night and find himself lost in reading Mina's notebooks, but the difference now that he had given himself six months was like torture. Time seemed to move so fast that if he blinked, he would lose an hour, if he slept, he would lose two days, and the added stress of not having the support of his friends, drove him to seek out comfort from someone he believed would understand him.