She doesn't want to go wandering into a nuclear wasteland-Oz. Fuck, no!! This girl's got some common sense. Nothing had changed except the color of the road. Should Amy make like Dorothy and follow Der Yellow Brick Road? *angelic choir sings AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH~* I knew the answer already: what I was going to do next was the same thing I’d been doing my whole life. There was something dead about all of it.After some mysterious parting words, the boy disappears, leaving poor Amy wondering what the actual fuck just happened? So she's alone in a strange land, cute boys appear and disappear out of nowhere. The air, the clouds, even the sun, which was shining bright, all had a faded, washed-out quality to them. On the far side of the pit was a dark, sinister-looking forest, black and deep. It was gray and patchy and sickly, with the faintest tinge of blue. A vast field of decaying grass stretched into the distance. This Oz is more post-apocalyptic than fairy-tale. That cute little film with the pretty pretty verdant land of Oz? Nope.
It came out sounding almost apologetic, like, Hate to break the bad news.And yes, Oz is bad news. “Welcome to Oz,” the boy said, nodding, like he expected I’d figured that out already.
I could feel it.She lands, thankfully intact, but it soon became very clear that she's not in Kansas anymore. I felt my body getting heavier, my back plastered to the cushions now, and suddenly-with a mix of horror and wonder-I knew that I was airborne. Hint: it really sucks to be airborne in a metal trailer. What's the worst it could do? Kill her? Life sucks, remember, so who cares about dying? Until well, shit, the tornado actually happens. So when a tornado warning is announced, Amy doesn't really care. She's stuck with her mom's pet rat named Star that, with her luck, might turn out to be Peter Pettigrew in the long run (I'm just kidding). She lives in a trailer in Kansas, with a drug-addict mom, no dad, and no future. The Summary: Tornado or no tornado, I wasn’t Dorothy, and a stupid little storm wasn’t going to change anything for me. People are forgetting how it used to be.”But let's get back to the beginning, what the fuck happened?! How did Oz get to.this?
The Pond of Truth tells lies, the Wandering Water stays put. Pray for a tornado to take you back to Kansas, because man, Oz is fucked up as shit.
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