Shortly after we arrived at this ideal scene, we noticed the odd behavior of the animals. Looking again at the landscape around us, the sight shifted slightly. The sky was a blinding blue, the sun a harsh yellow, the water a frigid clear. The duck gazed with to-much-to-be-normal curiosity and the trees bent to wood-splintering angles. Thinking as one, we made a hegira to the park entrance only to find that the gates we had broken through were once again hermetic.