As You Walk Back To Get Your Stuff From The Picnic With Your Friends You Trip On a Rock and And Scrape Your Knee On The Way Back It Hurts Like a Motherfcker But You Decide to Just Brush Yourself Off and Worry about it Later But Then You Notice The Park Looks Different... There's Only One Path....and As You Go Down The Path You Smell Sweets and Pastries...With a Girl With a Cake For a Head....As She Points To Her Pink Cottage. Wanting You to Follow....*