Howard awoke standing up. This fact was less confusing than the fact he was in some kind of forest not his New York office. That fact was itself less confusing than how square the forest was.
There was green grass below and blue sky above, but the things between were much stranger. The trunks of the trees were exactly vertical, the bottoms of the cannopies exactly horizontal. No roots, twigs, leaves, or uneven ground disturbed the exactly regular grid.
"What on earth is going on?" It had been many years since he'd had a dream this vivid or surreal. He was stunned into immobility while he tried to process the world in front of him.
The world in front of him was soon augmented by something moving. It too was strangly square, but with four ...legs? They must be legs if they were connecting a moving thing to the ground, but they didn't quite move right, not properly swinging in time to the motion of the whole creature. Based on the mooing sound it made it was presumably this dream world's version of a cow.
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