Dorothy awoke some time later, as Toto licked her face. The dressing room was dark but there was light coming in from under the door. She put her hand to the sore spot on her head, and was glad there wasn't any bump there. She saw the bright light coming from under the doorway. "Oooooh... How long was I out Toto?" She set the small dog on the floor and then walked across the room. The stripper's entire room was in disarray, with overturned furniture and cracks in the floor and walls. "I can't believe this place held together through the storm." She stepped over an overturned chair and grabbed the doorknob. Light flooded the room as she opened the door and it took several seconds for her eyes to adjust. When they did, she couldn't believe her eyes.
The landscape was vastly different from the Kansas country side she had grown used to. Instead of wheat fields for as far as the eye could see, there were vast fields of flowers, in almost every color she could think of. While Kansas was very flat, Dorothy could make out mountains far on the horizon. "Where the fuck are we, Toto," she asked the little dog standing behind her. She stepped out of the room and saw the it was the only part of the strip club that was left. She began to walk around the outside of the room and Toto quickly ran along side of her, not wanted to be left alone. As she turned the corner of the room, she saw a small village of strange houses.
The houses were all painted in bright colors and instead of being the boxy buildings she was used to, they all had a more organic feel to them, with almost no corners to them. All the doors and windows were quite small, about half the size of a normal building's. The one thing that she didn't see was a single person. The whole village was silent except for the sound of birds singing in the fields.
"Hello? Is any one here?" Dorothy walked towards the village and noticed that the road through town was paved with bright yellow bricks. She knocked on the door of the first home she came to but no one answered the door. The same happened with the next house and the next. By the time Dorothy had reached the center of the village, she was beginning to get frustrated. "Where the hell is everyone, Toto? Where are we, even?" She sat down on a bench by one of the houses and sighed. "I just wish that we could find someone to tell us where we are..."
Toto gave a lick to Dorothy's leg and then ran over to a bush. He disappeared into the bush and moments later, she heard a hushed voice from the bushes.
"Get away from me, little beast! Shoo! Shoo!" The branches shook as whoever Toto had found tried to get away from him.
Dorothy walked over to the bush to see who it was when a small figure dashed out of the bush closely followed by the small dog. The little man rushed headlong into her. When he ran into her leg, he fell back onto the ground giving Dorothy a good view of him.
The little man was only waist high on her and was dressed all in blue. He had boots with curly little toes and blue and white striped tights on. He had a blue jacket on and his hair was black with a little curl above his forehead. She also noticed that the little man was looking quite frightened.
"Please kept that monster away from me," the little man pleaded. "I'll do anything! Please don't crush me too!"
Dorothy couldn't figure out what the little man was talking about. "Toto wouldn't hurt you. He's just a little dog! I promise that we're not going to hurt you. My name is Dorothy and Toto is my pet." She extended her hand helped pull the man up.
The man slowly climbed to his feet and looked at Toto timidly. "So... you're not going to crush us all?"
"Why would you think that I would crush you, or even think that I could?"
"You crushed the wicked witch with your house," the man said as he pointed at Dorothy's dressing room. "We thought that you would drop your house on all of us!"
Dorothy was shocked that her room had landed on someone but she had to let the man know that it wasn't her fault. "First off, that's not my house, and second, I didn't mean to drop it on anyone. I was swept up by a cyclone and this is just where it dropped me off. I just want to get back to where I'm from." Dorothy could see that the little man was still a little wary of her. "Could I ask you, where exactly is this?"