Hard to imagine! Almost as hard as the biting trick-or-treaters...
[Maybe that's the real nature of his nerves, here; the last thing he remembers, before waking up in the room upstairs, was tending to his brother's injuries. But also, somehow, running from an aggressive trick-or-treater himself, or maybe listening over the radio while others were attacked somewhere...? Either way, the common theme was outside and sudden surprise violence.]
I'm not imagining any terrible things, or worried what we'll find. The outdoors are wonderful. I've gone outside many times! A regular outdoorsman...
[To make his bald-faced lies a little more convincing, and better demonstrate his complete chill and comfort, he sidles up toward the door and peers out its window. See that, no soggy trick-or-treaters here. Just a nice neighborhood, positively blanketed in sunlight.]
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[Maybe that's the real nature of his nerves, here; the last thing he remembers, before waking up in the room upstairs, was tending to his brother's injuries. But also, somehow, running from an aggressive trick-or-treater himself, or maybe listening over the radio while others were attacked somewhere...? Either way, the common theme was outside and sudden surprise violence.]
I'm not imagining any terrible things, or worried what we'll find. The outdoors are wonderful. I've gone outside many times! A regular outdoorsman...
[To make his bald-faced lies a little more convincing, and better demonstrate his complete chill and comfort, he sidles up toward the door and peers out its window. See that, no soggy trick-or-treaters here. Just a nice neighborhood, positively blanketed in sunlight.]