Trees larger than skyscrapers stretched upward and made a canopy miles above you. Birds made deeper songs, sounding more like horns blaring rather than flutes whistling in the distance. Nearby a root was entrenched in the dirt and a mushroom grew from it that was the size of your bedroom.
“Where the hell am I?” You ask yourself, when suddenly leaves rustled nearby and you rushed to get under the mushroom, you make it just in time as a large bare foot crashes onto the spot you had been standing at moments ago. The foot led up a muscular leg and revealed to belong to.
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