I'm following now. If I had to guess, what you saw might have been the stuff that led up to the world dying. Isn't there someone living under the church trapdoor? Maybe there's a way to ask them about this.
[ that moment when peter references something and you're pretty sure you're supposed to pick up on it but you missed most of high school saving the universe so what the heck is an insurance claim?
he's too embarrassed to admit he doesn't get it... so he just.... doesn't answer.
Noo. [ beat. ] Punctured. [ he almost asks: have you seen a new girl around here? slightly foreign sounding, and tall. peter's not sure if he remembers her name right — it'd sounded like something you'd get from a fancy french boutique, and then there's the question of who is she? why was that her answer to whatever they'd found themselves in the middle of.
he thinks he wants an answer to that question before announcing she stabbed one with a screwdriver. ]
A screwdriver. They melted into a substance that was pretty similar to the ooze from the church walls, but I wouldn't be able to tell you much more than that because then I died.
Are you telling me you've never had a dream that didn't make sense? Nothing like "and an ancient, mystical shark from Florida patted me on the head and told me it'd all be okay" and in the heat of the moment you accept that this is your life now because intrinsically you get that it means that you have some form of underlying anxiety about the fact that you were told that your water was going to get shut off?
Yes, we were under the church. The one figure was stabbed and then it melted, and believe me, now that I know there are worse smells than the city during summer, I'm not going to complain about that one guy on the five who seems to forget his deodorant every day—.
But it also came back down the tunnel from the church.
[ the most unsettling thing for him had been the lack of anything from his spider-sense for most of it. he doesn't know if it's a side effect of the dream, or the fact that it was a dream. maybe the only sliver of hey! danger! that he did get was rooted in the outside world, in something coming to pass there, since apparently they weren't in any real danger in the dream — physical or mental. ]
Truthfully? I don't know if they were capable of speech. Someone or something coughed before we got down there — we followed the noise, but there's no way of knowing who it came from. [ beat. ] There's gotta be a reason they were covered in sheets, right? Some kind of plague or disease, maybe. Maybe they'd died and that's what happens before we come back, maybe it's from before someone figured out how to bring the dead back. You know, kind of like Frankenstein's monster? We just need to figure out where Victor is.
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A bible is a religious text, right?
What did the note say?
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I'm following now. If I had to guess, what you saw might have been the stuff that led up to the world dying.
Isn't there someone living under the church trapdoor?
Maybe there's a way to ask them about this.
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—We went down there.
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1/2 SORRY
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Bodies. In sheets. [ pause, then slightly uncomfortably: ] They melted.
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he's too embarrassed to admit he doesn't get it... so he just.... doesn't answer.
thank goodness peter elaborates. ]
melted? out of the blue or for some reason?
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he thinks he wants an answer to that question before announcing she stabbed one with a screwdriver. ]
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Come on, you gotta give me more than that. By who or what? Why?
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weren't they covered by a sheet?
as in dead already?
why stab them with a screwdriver? who does that?
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—I think it was a fight or flight reflex.
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[ He can get being afraid of ghosts, but people in sheets who aren't really doing anything? ]
one? maybe.
multiple? with a screwdriver? that's a reflex alright, a trained reflex.
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—The ooze came back down the tunnel from the church as well, for the record.
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weren't you already in the cellar?
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Yes, we were under the church. The one figure was stabbed and then it melted, and believe me, now that I know there are worse smells than the city during summer, I'm not going to complain about that one guy on the five who seems to forget his deodorant every day—.
But it also came back down the tunnel from the church.
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So, any other questions?
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[ the most unsettling thing for him had been the lack of anything from his spider-sense for most of it. he doesn't know if it's a side effect of the dream, or the fact that it was a dream. maybe the only sliver of hey! danger! that he did get was rooted in the outside world, in something coming to pass there, since apparently they weren't in any real danger in the dream — physical or mental. ]
Truthfully? I don't know if they were capable of speech. Someone or something coughed before we got down there — we followed the noise, but there's no way of knowing who it came from. [ beat. ] There's gotta be a reason they were covered in sheets, right? Some kind of plague or disease, maybe. Maybe they'd died and that's what happens before we come back, maybe it's from before someone figured out how to bring the dead back. You know, kind of like Frankenstein's monster? We just need to figure out where Victor is.
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Maybe they were sick...
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