When a friendly competition leads to the death of a beloved horse and incurs the wrath of the Horse Goddess, the kingdoms of the island of Tir Isarnagiri are doomed to suffer. As the goddess' curse chases them...
They were broadcasts from nowhere--sinister emanations flooding in from space--smashing any receiver that picked them up. What defense could Earth devise against science such as this?
In the tale, the unnamed narrator relates a tale where he literally loses his room in a surreal situation that sounds more like a rather unpleasant version of Alice in Wonderland.