Raylan bobbed his head with a huff. "Rather a different crowd indeed." Who was even left that had shown at the start? Himself, Doc, Malcolm, Klaus, Daisy. Everyone else had.. died or gone home. Raylan had to believe that they went home. There was no room for the myriad of dark possibilities that would follow the door to any other answer. He couldn't even entertain the possibility that they'd also been driven into the woods. Into the yawning chasm, chased by the camera monster they couldn't see.

But all that fell away as Doc got back to what was really digging around in Raylan's head. The Marshal found himself leaning forwards a little more in anticipation, eyes darting back and forth between Doc's blues, painfully attentive.

"You didn't follow them far enough," he muttered unevenly. "You didn't see what they jumped into, did you?"

It clawed at him, the way it absorbed the light, the way his neckhairs rose even thinking about it now.

"No, Henry. There's somethin' in there. Somethin' in where they jumped. The somethin that's watchin' us. It wants us to do the same thing. To be herded into its maw. The fire was only the start. It's gonna get worse. So much worse."