This Isn’t Anywhere You Know

This isn’t the world you grew up in. The nice safe place where everybody loves you and nobody wishes you harm. It isn’t your familiar neighbourhood. Your street. Your Town. Your country. Your reality.

Instead, it’s a place that exists beneath the skin of the familiar, a dark, cruel zone where anything can, and will, happen. Here, films can haunt you, skeletons can walk and talk, puppets can love you, and there’s a bluebird in everyone’s heart…

This is not your house; these are not your family. When you look in the mirror, it isn’t your own face you see.

Nobody here even knows – or cares – who you really are.

Don’t just take my word for it. Look around. Take it all in.

This isn’t anywhere you know.