The sun beats down on you from on high, the blades of grass splicing the rays here and there. You laid on your back in the dirt, looking up at the sky with confusion. Blade of grass? Not... trees?

You sit up and look around, your mind trying to wrap around what was going on. Dandelions towered over head, surrounded by umbrella-like clovers and tufts of grass. It looked like a forest to an ant, which you now seemed to be the size of.

As you stand up and brush the dirt off your pants, you look around.

Ahead of you was more grasslands, with a picnic table looming in the distance.

To the right was a clearing, and to your surprise, you saw ants walking around, doing their thing.

To the left was a giant oak tree, with electrical wires running to the roots.

Where do you go?