And Into The MechaForest

The girl sails through the mouth...fade to black.

Open on the girl in the middle of a tin toy/clockwork forest. Trees whirl and click, mechanical deer poke their noses in the steel wool grass and oddly shaped guards patrol the perimeter, sliding back and forth in their slots like the guys from those old tabletop hockey games.

First she's amazed, caught up in this odd little playground of painted metal, then frightened by the guards...