Funny enough, this peace and tranquility just puts him more on edge. Like they're wandering into that poppy field from the Wizard of Oz or whatever. Maybe they'll get so peaceful here they'll fall asleep for ten years or something.

But he's not going to voice that, in case he's wrong and his suspicion makes this whole thing turn against them. Irony is a constant danger in dreams! Instead, he starts mounting the -- well, let's call them stairs for lack of any other word.

"Anyone's guess what this will be."