"The thing"? [ An eyebrow lofts. ] For a writer, Mr. Wake, you are horribly lacking in details and descriptions.

[ Still, she continues after him, even as he stops to look around the Lodge they find themselves in. She wonders if he has realized that it's not quite the same as the one he may remember. More like a recollection of what the true Lodge looked like. Recalled from memory and written from a fictional point of view.

Does he realize he's even written what they are doing? ]

I think you already know. After all, you have your own special way to see reality. Don't you?