"Yeah, well." Johnny shrugs. "I've gotten this far. Anyway it's just a dream."
A thoughtless thing to say. He knows better than most that there is nothing just about dreams, especially not these ones. But it's a useful hypocrisy to hide behind, when he wants to move. Even with everything waiting to crawl out and terrorize him in every other room, being in the house at all is still worse, to him. He wants to be outside. Outside is always better.
He approaches the door and puts his hand on the knob. Sometimes the nice rooms resist a little, trying to keep him inside - keep him safe, probably. But any amount of personality asserted by a house, good or bad, is enough to make him uncomfortable. "You coming?"
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A thoughtless thing to say. He knows better than most that there is nothing just about dreams, especially not these ones. But it's a useful hypocrisy to hide behind, when he wants to move. Even with everything waiting to crawl out and terrorize him in every other room, being in the house at all is still worse, to him. He wants to be outside. Outside is always better.
He approaches the door and puts his hand on the knob. Sometimes the nice rooms resist a little, trying to keep him inside - keep him safe, probably. But any amount of personality asserted by a house, good or bad, is enough to make him uncomfortable. "You coming?"