It's Not Kansas

Dorothy thought the little people singing "You're out of the woods, You're out of the dark, you're out of the night" were creepy. She had been digging the funnel cloud ride. In fact, there were still funnel cakes stuck to the walls of her little house. They had splatted in through the windows, and she had been nibbling on them. The swirling cloud had been cool, carrying the house to places she had never dreamed of. But the little people? Very annoying.

Singing started up again. "Well shit, Toto." said Dorothy. "I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore."