"I'm not sure I can. It felt a lot different from the dreams I had when Rust put me in the Memory Door."

It felt less crowded for one and more safe. Like the Home Door had, if he hadn't triggered the blood trying to drown him maybe it could have been a peaceful dream. It probably felt that way in Hiroshi's before things went sideways too. A quiet place with interesting books, science and silence. A safe home with fond, if old, memories.

"What about them?" Irezumi asked.Had he heard another rumor that lead to this sort of thing?