[You sink down and down and down, until you come to what looks like a tea party. There are cakes everywhere, and a high table with cartoon dolls that look wrong and yet more real than you ever will. They almost look like people; the people on Orion, Sparkles and Thumper from Cetus, Parrot, Cheer, Arson, Bunny... And at the end of the table sits a giant shadow of a girl, sipping tea as her hair whips violently to and fro. Her mouth is bloody, stitched into a smile with shining yellow thread and despite her eyes being hidden in darkness, you can make out tears.