[God, that sound is absolutely heart-wrenching, and Chuuya grits his teeth as he looks away from the brutal scene. He never has had the stomach for torture, not the way Dazai does. In his mind a quick death is way fucking better than breaking a person mentally or physically, but none of this is real, and he needs to focus on trying to get them out of this weird dreamscape.

He glances around the area, surveying their surroundings.]

You’re the one who knows about Light Snow. Maybe this is the same kind of thing.

[Or it could be completely different, but.]

Does anything look weird or out of place to you?