"I don't think anything could turn there into somewhere nice," Danny said softly, and then shifted about in his chair, sitting back so that he had enough room to sit cross-legged on it. Then he bit on his lip and chewed it a bit, finding a bit of dry skin to bite off.
"I can move during the second dream," he said after a little while, "because I usually have to get away from whatever's in the dream. Tonight, it was the purple snake-haired man from my Daddy's apartment. He has too many teeth and his eyes glow blue when he's angry. He was so angry but I don't know why. We didn't do anything." Then he fell silent, and looked down at where his hands were holding onto his ankles in front of him.