Tomislav has for some reason taken me to Croatia on a visit, only upon arriving I discover that Croatia is not another country, it's a whole other world...
Literally. A giant mountain, from which issues a river of Lava that powers the city. The city, built upon the mountain, or grown, rather, old-world architecture somehow fused in a Gaudiesque kaleidoscope, the city is in a way, alive...and people with countless aliens from other worlds; strange beings the likes of which I've never seen in my life, all busy in their myriad alien lives, this Croatia is a bustling spaceport of different civilizations...
...I'm standing on the lip of some giant carnivorous plant, having just fed it I'm feeding down a huge pepper mill, in the bowels of it there are a couple of men living in a small room, politics, they've deliberately fed themselves to the alien to later emerge and make some point about their untrustworthyness, I stand back a pace or two to make sure I don't slip in, the men stop what their doing and beckon me add more pepper, when I'm done step back from the lip of the plant...
....now I'm inside a building, a dark-haired elf-companion leading me to a museum of (??), I'm greatly curious but don't have the admission, aliens are coming and going, she tells me to pick up a small broom and dustpan, admission is free if we do some light housekeeping on the way...
...and now, time to leave this world, and I'm missing connections, can't find Tomislav or the connecting space vehicle I need to get home...