["trust the bubble". those words can never not sound silly, not even in a situation like this, but... he agrees. what else is there to do? what else can he do? it takes a mammoth amount of self-control to keep himself from running in the other direction, out into the void, out into some imaginary door back to the town that just has to be out there, and even when he starts walking forward it still persists. it feels horrible, enough to make him want to cry.
he spots Pokey and his robot brigade a few feet in front of him.]
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he spots Pokey and his robot brigade a few feet in front of him.]
Oh. I guess he didn't melt after all.