"My head is pounding. What happened last night?" Pushing herself up to stand, Kacey glanced around. She slowly blinked seeing a new world. One that she did not pass out in last night. To make things feel even stranger, she didn't feel normal. It was usually an understatement since she was usually drunk ever moment awake. This sensation was something really different. Not something bad to say. Just. . . different.

Everything had an edge and looked as if it was made of blocks. A square. A cube. That fit what she was looking at.

The ground beneath her was covered in grass. A gentle wind kicked up to blow through the trees. It brought her the soft smell of fresh dew. There could of possibly been rain the night before. Though if it was true, then Kacey noted there should of been footsteps in the ground.

There actually were saw prints, but not human ones. They looked like hoof prints mixed with another. Not hooves, no. More splayed out. Like toes; toes made of blocks.

Ears twitching, Kacey lifted her head at a sound of crunching grass. "Eh?" Stalking forward, ducking under trees, she soon came upon the creatures that made the sound.

Moo.

Grunt, grunt.

Buck, buck.

Cows. Pigs. Chickens. Quite a few of them!

The animals were made of blocks just as the rest of the world appeared to. Cows with solid bodies, flat faces, and stocky legs. Grunting pigs were almost the same. Except they had the hints of an extra block for the muzzle. It was very odd to see. The chickens at least had wings, blocks of course, and a beak.

"I have got to be drunk," Kacey mumbled to herself. Walking through the animals, hissing as they bumped into her, she made he way past them to reach the shore. Clear blue water lapped at the sand.

While some of the pigs splashed in the water, she looked from side to side and ahead. All within her sight was land that stretched out, more animals, some yellow flowers, and a vast ocean as she could see. There was a light fog at the edge of her vision. It wasn't obstructing much, but it did just linger. As she moved forward, the fog did as well. It appeared to stay at the constant edge of her vision. Not a bad thing.

Looking up towards the sky, Kacey watched as clouds lazily drifted past the sun. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the sun rise. "That's odd," she murmured. The sun was raising quite fast. She could never recall seeing the run move that fast before. Even the clouds were moving at a set pace. Without wind.

That wasn't right. Nothing about the world she was in felt right. The world wasn't made of blocks. The sun didn't move that fast. Clouds didn't move that fast, constantly, or in a single direction.

Everything was wrong. The odd feeling she felt when she woke up a few minutes ago returned. It made her spine tingle.

"I have got to get out of he-"

Ssssssssss.

"Oh s-"