[ everything he learned about this kind of shit came from a touch-based telepath so bear with him for a second here. one broad hand encircles logan's wrist and suddenly there's red dust beneath their feet. four white walls that seem to be closing in and it's hard to breathe. constance is visible through the doorway as is hotdog himself, standing calmly beside her with a big brown dog as people gather round. among them is logan, clad only in a shabby jumpsuit like all the others as he steps up to receive his device.
they're just in time to catch the best part: This world is haunted. Noise attracts them, so it is not allowed. Communication is through body language, soundless writing, and the device. She tells you that your feet must be light and your mouth never used. There is a community outside these doors, where you can survive together, but only if you agree to one thing: complete and total silence. frank's "heard" it so many times this isn't the first time he's heard it in his sleep. but this time, he has a companion. he looks over to make sure dream!logan is alright. ] Do you get it yet? [ despite the content of the words, his voice sounds even and patient. like it isn't the first time he's had to talk someone through this and it won't be the last. ]
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they're just in time to catch the best part: This world is haunted. Noise attracts them, so it is not allowed. Communication is through body language, soundless writing, and the device. She tells you that your feet must be light and your mouth never used. There is a community outside these doors, where you can survive together, but only if you agree to one thing: complete and total silence. frank's "heard" it so many times this isn't the first time he's heard it in his sleep. but this time, he has a companion. he looks over to make sure dream!logan is alright. ] Do you get it yet? [ despite the content of the words, his voice sounds even and patient. like it isn't the first time he's had to talk someone through this and it won't be the last. ]