Suddenly, she felt the ground stir to life and she wondered what new calamity was about to unfold! It turned out that she had landed not on a fallen tree but on a sleeping, rectangular-looking fellow who was equally startled by her arrival. “Well, hello there,” he called to her. “I was just lying here, enjoying a little sun, when you fell from the sky and landed on my head! As they say, though, all’s well that ends well. My name is Graham. Who are you?”