perchance to dream

“It’s an interrogation room,” she says finally, “That… thing. The Veil. If it touches you, you die. If you give it a confession before it can, though, it freezes, and the castle shifts ‘round a bit. Lets you run. Almost impossible to leave,” she pauses, “Should be the same in a dream, I think. Not much wiggle room when your memory’s as good as mine.”or,an unholy fusion of the Dream Lord, the confession dial, and the angstfest that is Thirteen post-Spyfall, pre-Timeless Child.