Through the looking glass lies a twisted world. A crazed world of shifting horizons and shifted creatures. Strange minds coalesce in myriad horror; creating nightmares unimaginable by the sane. This is a place where the innocent belong not; the world that lays under their bed. Their fear emanates from a primitive place in their brains. To understand is to know dementia. The desire to peak resonates on your vain visage. Beware what you seek, for it may in turn seek you. Follow the dark hare, the Bloog-lepus; he will be your guide.