You were fool enough to think that one hundred and fifty million years either way made an ounce of difference to the muddle of thoughts in a man’s ce… - Brian Aldiss

That house, whatever it was, was the embodiment of all the coldness in his mind. Harley said to himself: "Whatever has been done to me, I've been cheated. Someone has robbed me of something so thoroughly I don't even know what it is. It's been a cheat, a cheat.…"

Did the others here feel the disquiet he felt? Had they a reason for concealing that disquiet? And another question: Where was "here"?
He shut that one down sharply.
Deal with one thing at a time. Grope your way gently to the abyss. Categorize your knowledge.

Carnage added to carnage does not equal peace.