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Keeping his voice low, John said, “This is hard to explain, but if one of these rooms contains a bunch of gingerbread men cookies, let me know, because that means there’s been a terrible misunderstanding.”
John had never been attacked by a puppet, but it was for the same reason he’d never been bitten by a snake: He knew when to exercise caution.
Joy said, “See, this is why I like watching you guys work. It’s like you’re simultaneously very good and very bad at this. It makes me feel like I could do it.”
He grew up and reached back to indoctrinate himself so that he could grow up to start a cult so he could reach back and indoctrinate himself? How does that work? It’s just a closed loop. God, I hate time travel shit.”
“Do not be afraid,” she said from behind them, knowing that human language contains few phrases more unsettling.
When we do not allow ourselves to show fear, the emotion simply comes back in a much uglier disguise.
“What would he have done, if so?” “I don’t know. All I can say is that John has this steadfast belief that he can just guitar his way out of any disaster scenario. He keeps one by his bed.”
“The mouse, was that Silva? So did Xarcrax’s prophet’s dead sister kill the Time Captain? Did she do it on purpose?” “First of all, I want you to think about how your life has gotten to a place where you can say that string of words out loud and have all of it make sense to you. But the answer is yes.”