More like -- I'm scared of what might be lurking in the dark. What might be coming to -- hurt me. And those I care about. I suppose it if helps you fight the nasty shadows, it has its place, but. . .

[But darkness is tied to black rooms and shiny white glasses and he already went through that hell next topic!

Which is trying to figure out just what the hell Doll means by 'cukeez' and 'cukis.' Victor sounds it out a few times to himself before stumbling upon the correct pronunciation.]

"Cookies." And I can bring cookies if you like. There's these chocolate ones with white filling, Hydrox, that are simply wonderful.

I'm afraid I'm not familiar with him -- I'm referring to Pinkie Pie. You may have seen her -- the pink pony with the bouncy mane?

[Who sometimes breaks reality but let's not mention that. . .]