[There's a grim smile on his lips -- well, fuck just about encompasses it. This is the first time he's actually talked about it, in so many words, but speaking about it makes it more real (and while one could argue it's worse, like that, it's not, never worse, not when half of his mind was still confused about what was real and what wasn't).]
I don't know how long I was there. Hard to keep track o' time, there. But... Steve, he got me out. Got all of us out. [So, you know, he wasn't actually left there, which is certainly something. OH THE IRONY.]