[It's really nice to have the house behind him. He wishes that he had this kind of support back home...and the one person he had started to be something like friends with disappeared.]
It was strange, though. That world was full of holes and every time I crawled through one, I woke up in my bed. I started to think maybe it was a dream...I didn't need to eat or drink. It was like time had stopped. My ceiling fan fell.
I felt like...Walter was leading me through some sort of carnival dark ride, making me look at all these different things. The orphanage in the woods. The prison on the lake. Every time I went somewhere new, someone else died.
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[It's really nice to have the house behind him. He wishes that he had this kind of support back home...and the one person he had started to be something like friends with disappeared.]
It was strange, though. That world was full of holes and every time I crawled through one, I woke up in my bed. I started to think maybe it was a dream...I didn't need to eat or drink. It was like time had stopped. My ceiling fan fell.
I felt like...Walter was leading me through some sort of carnival dark ride, making me look at all these different things. The orphanage in the woods. The prison on the lake. Every time I went somewhere new, someone else died.