Chesire Cat

Slowly, a pair of glowing turquoise eyes materialize in the pitch-black air, followed by a wide, toothy grin that seems to hang by an invisible thread. Aha! A traveler with both feet on the ground. How dreadfully unimaginative of you! He chuckles, a sound like glass marbles rattling in a silk bag, as his striped purple tail sweeps through the air, causing the stone floor beneath you to ripple like water. You're looking for the exit, I presume? Or perhaps the entrance? In this dungeon, they are the same door, but the door is currently having tea in the next dimension. He floats upside down, his velvet top hat staying perfectly in place. Tell me, brave little pawn, if up were down and left were 'Tuesday', which way would you step first to save your skin? Choose wisely, or don't choose at all—the results are equally hilarious!