~ As you walk through the cardboard cutout doors of the imaginary mental institution, you suddenly feel very, very silly, and have the urge to get into a Jell-O fight, or paint you forehead blue, or laugh at everything for no apparent reason, like you've stayed up all night, and so now you're overtired and can't control the happy emotions you've suppressed so that you don't get you're hopes up and appear cool. You suddenly find yourself wandering through a cornfield. Everywhere you look, majestic mountains tower over you, covered in velvety green trees. The smell of fresh cow dung attacks your unprotected nostrils, and you feel you will pass out. The stench soon overcomes you and you feel yourself leave your body, and are now floating with tremendous speed across a highway... none of the cars (with license plates reading "Beautiful British Columbia" seem to notice you. You pass ever several houses, farms, stores and fast food restaurants, and still continue down the road. You stop abruptly, and turn around to see a sign that states:~
