...

[He recalls the tugging feeling he had felt before he had wandered into this boundary of this strange house. Lovecraft closes his eyes - yes, he can't doubt that. Whatever brought him here is far beyond some sudden sense of wanderlust.]

Now that I think of it...it did feel like being summoned.

[He opens one eye to peer at the other.]

What I want? I want...........to sleep.

[Yep.]

I really want to sleep...

[That isn't your real wish and you know it, buddy.]