But that was just a dream. Just a dream. The worst dream. A screaming meemie. But then I woke up.
Our family has a disease that's never been treated, because it was easier to listen to your crazy stories about an evil house. The whole fucking family is on the brink of a breakdown and seeing things that aren't there, hearing things that aren't there, and that shit happened after the house. It's not the house. There's something wrong with our goddamn brains.
Spooky Season: The Haunting of Hill House (2018) ↳ “Stars die. The night sky is full of dead stars. They explode to death. And if you could reach up with some great hand and pull them down just before they burst, you would. We're all safe now. This is our forever house. It always was. Nothing bad will ever touch them ever again.”