" I’ve had enough lying awake every night. I need rest. I need to know I’m not dreaming. But at the same time, I don’t think I want to know. If the wisps are still there. If the hallway is still there. Then there’s no chance that my mind will stop cracking. And I feel it. As if the bones of my skull are unfusing with each passing second. "

― Alexa Baczak , The Landlord