I don't- I don't know. That's just what they keep saying. I... [He looks up at Five, that choking terror he always feels around ghosts reflected in his eyes.] I don't want to, but... I don't know what they're like here, Five. What if... what if they can take me, somehow? I...

[He feels small and helpless and he wants this all to go away, for everything to go back to the way it was a few weeks ago when he was living in the blissful ignorance of believing he just couldn't see ghosts any more.]