Oh, don't you just love having the devil for a father? Of course not, because you don't. As Damien was ripped out of his world, Satan had very little time to react; however, he intervened just enough to place Damien on top of a very, very soft bush to break his fall, which took the antichrist very little effort to stand up from, and brush himself off lightly. Needless to say, when Damien realized where he was, his eyes shot open, and he fell down to his knees, shocked at what had just happened. "What.. what is this?" he asked. Everything he knew about science told him that what had just happened was clearly of a supernatural nature. Is this HEAVEN!? Of course not. He's the spawn of Satan, he wouldn't go to heaven even if he went against his destiny and became a saint. This, however...
Damien took a moment to examine his surroundings. A beautiful young girl in a fancy dress playing croquet... a heart-adorned castle... knights wearing knight-adorned armor... no... this couldn't be. Damien had been enough of a literature buff in school to know that this was straight out of Lewis Carrol's "The Adventures of Alice in Wonderland."
"Impossible..." Damien said, his mouth gaping in disbelief. Either someone slipped him one hell of a mickey, or he was experiencing the most epic lucid dream ever.