As Ichabod falls into his deep sleep, the dream that starts to develop sees his body falling through a red and white spiralled dream vortex, and during the winding and twisting adventure, “Funkytown by Lipps Inc. is playing. When he finally lands at the bottom of the vortex, he feels a soft thud and wakes up. He finds himself on a circular trampoline
that has a spiral design that leads to the center. He makes his way to the edge, grabs a hold of the bar and drops to ground. He realizes that he’s at a carnival and starts to look for a way out. As he walks through the maze of rides, food stands and attractions, he comes upon a tiny shack that has a neon palm and a blinking sign that says “Zaza’s Mystifying Oracle”. As he walks closer to its entrance he comes to a mirror, looks at himself and realizes that he’s younger, and back in 1979. As Ichabode enters the Oracle’s shack, he notices that it’s very much larger than it appears to be from the outside. At the opposite end of the entryway is an arched gateway with an old wooden sign hung above it that says “Tentanda Incognita”. 
He walks through it and comes to a dimly lit room where he’s ecstatically greeted by Zaza, a sixty something year old Gypsy Woman wearing a gold lame jumpsuit and a hair do large enough to receive Starlink with. “Well hello! Welcome, welcome to my oracle, I am Zaza, from the Mystical Sisters of OLGA!” She then introduces herself with a short, half sung, half spoken rhyme.
“My name is Zaza .. The Glorious,
I walk with a “Hippie Stride”,
My nails are long and luxurious,
Dazzling all with the colours of pride.”
With a majestic wave of her hand she then states,
“Please have a seat and get comfortable, take some deep breathes and relax. Would you like a cup of tea? … I can analyze the leaves for you once your done, if you’d like.” She then pauses with a big happy smile on her face, and eagerly waits for his response.
Ichabode, slightly confused, replies, “Umm, no thanks, I’ve just realized that I shouldn’t have….. That I don’t have any money to give you for your reading, and I’d hate to impose, so I’ll be on my way now.”
“Oh I’m sorry little boy, did I frighten you with all of my Psycho Psychic mumbo jumbo? I’m sorry, here, have some candy, it’ll cheer ya up!” As Zaza hands Ichabode the bowl of candy, it starts to swirl, sending him into a dizzy spell that transforms into another dream vortex and wakes him up.
