[And of course, Martin feels himself melt at that little smile from Jon in return. The cold that's been threatening is pushed away. Maybe he should just... tell Jon? That he's forgetting somehow. But that would frighten him, wouldn't it? But maybe it's important?]

Mm... The people don't look... wrong.

[In fact, as they pass by a couple walking along the pavement, Martin finds himself feeling self-conscious with the hatchet in his hand. He reaches for Jon's hand without thinking about it, lacing their fingers. The other people give them a look that's not terribly friendly, and Martin flusters, tugging Jon along faster.]

Okay, so... not a horrible maze. Just... a town! And dreams. This isn't the Lonely. Deer are- I don't remember deer featuring in any statements. Maybe... the Hunt?