Well, you assume that you're in the palm of Miss Hensley's hand. Else, this valley becomes rather difficult to explain. The walls rise to staggering heights above you, their crumbling surfaces an intriguing shade of flesh colour. Beneath you, echoes of underground rivers of blood crash and thunder, while above you an eyeball hovers like a new sun.
Considering your newly microscopic existence, you wonder how it is that you're going to be safely transported to your target.
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