When you woke up, the tree was gone. So was everything else, except the ground you were lying on, which had gone from solid dirt to something soft and vaguely red. It was hard to tell, as this strange land was enveloped in near total darkness. This didn't make sense. This had to be a dream. But it seemed all too real. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and light flooded in, dazzling you. Through the glare, you could recognize someone. Asami Sato -- she was in the news constantly! But something was wrong. She was huge. Gargantuan. Mammoth. Titanic. She was as tall as a mountain, and her face seemed to be miles away -- so far, her it was hard to make out. Then you looked downwards. The soft red surface was a titanic plain of fabric, stretching nearly as far as the eye could see. Then you heard a rumbling noise. Asami appeared to be doing something, and whatever it was, she was causing an earthquake. You squirmed your way through a hole in the fabric, and landed on another, similar layer of red fabric. Peering through the lattice above, you could watch Asami from underneath the soft plain. Where were you?
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