[ “deerington”. does sound familiar to her? annie has to parse the events that have happened until now and when. it’s blurry— like trying to look through fog that’s too dense. did she simply awaken here?
it’s hard to tell anymore . . . it feels like any old dream, either way: you don’t even know it’s a dream. it just happens, and you’re just swept away. ]
Is it always this eerie?
[ he could feel the air too, right? it’s way too heavy. maybe it’s the pain from entering? or maybe there’s more. ]
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it’s hard to tell anymore . . . it feels like any old dream, either way: you don’t even know it’s a dream. it just happens, and you’re just swept away. ]
Is it always this eerie?
[ he could feel the air too, right? it’s way too heavy. maybe it’s the pain from entering? or maybe there’s more. ]