Well, no time like the present. I opened my eyes to see… two unicorns. One was white with a purple mane, and the other was pink. The pink ones horn was glowing a nice baby blue. – ‘so that’s where the wind chime noise is coming from' - I just stared at them as John started singing about a green river, utterly dumbfounded. And they stared back, seeming to be equally dumbfounded by the current situation.