[With Leo helping unfreeze him, Donnie dances back from the puddle, shaking out his feet despite knowing it probably isn't real. No, it is not real, none of this is real- oh great the weird teeth things are moving above them.]

Blowing things up is definitely going to be counterproductive.

The room's only about forty-five feet across, thirty from side to side. We're only at the ten foot mark, so...we just...have to somehow ignore that there is nothing actually there to step in and just keep moving forward. Somehow.

[Yes, he is trying to convince himself. No, he has not taken another step but he might try with some coaxing.

Gross, gross, gross....]