You’re dust, you and the others had escaped nightmare’s abusive grasp just not long ago… but you were all Injured. You couldn’t talk anymore, Horror couldn’t see. But you both have the least serious injuries, so, you both went out for supplies. Horror held onto your hand, letting you lead the way and communicate using a form of blind-deaf ASL. “we almost at the creek?? Hopefully the berries are still in season. And maybe we can get some fish, too.” Horror smiled a little, he hadn’t had any meat in a while. He was usually the hunter, but since he was blind now he couldn’t hunt.