It's not made out of candy? That's the most distressing news Dean's heard about that place yet, and he frowns around at the buildings like they've betrayed him.
Wait... This is a place; Dean was trying to get here. He's been here before too, and he thinks there's something suspicious about it, at least if no one's owning up to ever having dreamt about it before. Most of the things he's hopped into, or had someone join up with him, have made some kind of sense. This doesn't.
He turns around, scanning as far as he can into the distance, but it just seems like more of the same.
"They're nervous about something. Can't tell if I'm getting it off of them, or they're just freaking me out. You say you've been here before. You know what this place is? I'm trying to figure out whose dream this is supposed to be."
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Wait... This is a place; Dean was trying to get here. He's been here before too, and he thinks there's something suspicious about it, at least if no one's owning up to ever having dreamt about it before. Most of the things he's hopped into, or had someone join up with him, have made some kind of sense. This doesn't.
He turns around, scanning as far as he can into the distance, but it just seems like more of the same.
"They're nervous about something. Can't tell if I'm getting it off of them, or they're just freaking me out. You say you've been here before. You know what this place is? I'm trying to figure out whose dream this is supposed to be."