The world materialized in front of them as a familiar place. This is often how otherworldly spaces present themselves; a quiet place turned loud and obnoxious and unknowingly scary. The world is not a quiet place in the land of the Black Lodge.

They appeared in the middle of a street at night. Cars passed by, both fast and slow. Light seemed to slow down just to gawk at the two that just popped into existence. But finally there were other beings!

Various characters appeared all at once (did they see a clown?) on the median where they stood. Frozen in place, they took in the sites and sounds.

They needed to be careful because of the sides, as lights stretched into infinity. Sounds materialized and disappeared in an instant; nothing felt connected to anything. It was all disjointed.

Stories, characters, cliches, herrings, even lemmings all played their role at once. But they wouldn't remember any of this, since these events still had not yet happened.

The two friends thought they should go mad since all of their senses overloaded. One of them even thought smoke was escaping from his ears! Such a cartoon cliche.

At the crescendo, everything stopped except the background.

The background looked like this:
(But the clown was still there. Smiling. Was that Tim Curry?!)