[ he muses about how to explain it for a moment, turning the pumpkin over in his hand. ]
It's like... a thrill. You're scared because your instincts are telling you to be, because it's dark, or something makes a sudden noise. But you logically know you're not in real danger.
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[ he muses about how to explain it for a moment, turning the pumpkin over in his hand. ]
It's like... a thrill. You're scared because your instincts are telling you to be, because it's dark, or something makes a sudden noise. But you logically know you're not in real danger.