He doesn't enter a flashback, but that was part of the horrible montage that greeted him on awakening this morning. Jim looks down at his hands, unable to make eye contact while he recounts the events of thirteen years ago. "My aunt shielded me, so when she fell, I was underneath her... I played dead until I could get away." He shakes his head, still not looking up. "I never asked Tom what happened. But when I found him, he'd been shot in the face. I guess the guards figured he wasn't going to make it, so why waste another shot."