sometimes, in the funny doorway that leads to sleep, the convoluted makes sense. oh, sure, it's also where puppies can fly, mountains speak, and the sky is a purple swirl, but that half-conscious place is where fear doesn't shove marbles into the mouth of truth. it's also a dangerous place to be when someone is asking you questions, because they'll get an honest answer-- like it or not. when the pea slid next to mp in that doorway, she fished for something; later, mp realized she didn't really mind being caught.