He had no pills left but kept it a secret from you until the voices in his head grew too loud.

The invisible weight on his shoulders pushed him down to the ground, his knees dug into the dirt as he stared straight ahead. His expression was troubled, his brow furrowed and his lip quivered, his breath shaky.

"You're not real" Tom told you with a hoarse voice, his eyes were moist but he didn't take his gaze from the ground. Instead, a look of realization appeared on his face. "I'm alone."