[ When Peter stops, it's for an entirely different reason.
Because the trees and grass and bushes and everything is familiar in a way that things haven't been in, oh, twenty-six years? It's the kind of shit he'd see in books and on TV and in movies and--
--And it's probably a trick. Either of the mind or some external force. Whatever it is, Peter shakes himself, trudging forward. Possibly he's a touch more subdued than before, but hey, maybe that's just because reality is setting in. ]
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Because the trees and grass and bushes and everything is familiar in a way that things haven't been in, oh, twenty-six years? It's the kind of shit he'd see in books and on TV and in movies and--
--And it's probably a trick. Either of the mind or some external force. Whatever it is, Peter shakes himself, trudging forward. Possibly he's a touch more subdued than before, but hey, maybe that's just because reality is setting in. ]
We'll figure it out as we go.
C'mon, Lite Brite.