From the bottom of the abyss and up one layer, I find myself in another of hells chambers, Disneyland. The dark mouse that runs this place cackles as her walking dog and gibbering duck sit around her grotesque feast and watch us eat the “food” her infernal faire provides . She screams her Hot dog song at me as they dance around the table (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lHhheCf0G1I). I fling my meal to the sailor duck next to me, he gibbers and gabs about “rassa frackin” or whatever he says…who knows? Suddenly the wolf troll barks across the table “Oh, he makes clothes by the way, lols”, he actually says “lols” what is this world coming to? The infernal mouse bellows out her dark command and says “RABBIT! PLEASE ME! MAKE ME NEW SUSPENDERS THAT I MAY DANCE UPON THE WEAK AND BROKEN!”…or something like that. So I am lead like a prisoner to her dress makers chambers…Timo pops up and says something about pies…I make her a fine new pair of suspenders and fell asleep. What a lovely trip thus far.