Bat

Dream had arrived, sooner than expected. During one of Donnie's deliberate naps, he easily met Dream. In this bizarre world, countless things were twisted and ever-changing, with no fixed forms—only indescribable strangeness and deformity. "Your taste really seems questionable." Donnie surveyed his surroundings and spoke calmly. A fawn ran past Donnie, then transformed into a highway in the blink of an eye, leaving him speechless. Did the Dream World specialize in bad jokes too?