Hoof-like feet would get this bitch running. Most of the time I'm firmly in the no running camp but there are a few exceptions to the rule.
And the demonic guttural growls would probably cause me to piss my pants.
Just the first page and things are already pretty dark. Well the cover does scream dark and not light and fluffy.
How can someone with no eyes watch? That's just creepy thinking about a bunch of no eyed people just standing there watching you and not doing a damn thing to help you and you're stuck there alone with a flaming demonic hell beast.
I guess I'm lucky since I rarely remember my dreams and when I do they tend to be super weird.
I like Rose's plan. I can't stare at the ocean since that would require me to live somewhere near one. It always baffles me when seagulls show up in the parking lot near Dollar Tree etc because there's no ocean here. I guess they get lost. Hey Alice so far I'm liking your girlfriend. Naps are a good thing. I just need to figure out how to make them work since I could use the sleep.
An internship at a loony bin is the last thing I'd want to do. Give me books instead.
Good lord what is he smoking? I wouldn't want to go into Dr P's office. I wouldn't want to go into that place at all since they might think I'm a patient and decide they won't let me leave.
Yes I'm having fictional bookcase envy. Who wouldn't want large wooden bookcases?
Sybil is one evil bitch. She comes off as an evil stepmother.
I'm not a fan of using public restrooms but if I heard a voice that would be my cue to get the hell out after I washed my hands of course.
I know I'd at least some of my questions answered. At least you have something to look forward to since the Dr just promised all of your questions would be answered. Is that even possible?
I want to live in their beach house. Sounds really nice. Instead I'm stuck in a Polly Pocket pad with no way to decorate because I have no idea where my stuff is. I'm trying to be Elsa but it isn't easy to let go of your stuff that you weren't allowed to get.
Safe? That is the last thing I'd be thinking if I just randomly woke up in a loony bin. What's real and what isn't? Is this another nightmare? Is Rose real?
I'm not a tea drinker but if I was I'm pretty sure that a couple cups of tea wouldn't help me after having nightmares all night. Most of my dreams just drift away into the ether.
If I lose thoughts every time I fart that would explain a lot.
Oh sure Dr aspirin will chase away that migraine lickety split. As a person who gets migraines that doesn't help at all.
Sybil is one toxic bitch. If only there was a spray that you could use on toxic people. They could call it Toxic Be Gone.