“...I was spun, spun and pulled somewhere, like into a vacuum cleaner! When the flickering stopped, I couldn’t believe my eyes! There was a huge forest all around - but not the light pine forest that my grandfather and I go to for mushrooms. In the twilight, cut through by threads of light, stood giant trees without twigs or branches. Their crowns closed somewhere above so that the sky was not visible! There was fog in the trees. There were ropes and green garlands hanging between the trees, there were a lot of them! So many that they wove all the trees together! Plants were everywhere - on the ground and in the sky! Leaves, stems, fruits, flowers - everything was mixed up. “How do they walk here?” I thought. “I’m suffocating!” - shouted a voice familiar to me. - Where are you? It’s absolutely impossible to breathe here! “It’s really like being in a bathhouse,” I thought. “This is a tropical forest!” - answered a loud and booming voice..."