In little manufactured grottos are a succession of hand-painted dolls depicting children's fables. Dolls and models look as if Rock City put distorted old peoples' heads on healthy children's bodies. Wide-spaced, huge eyes. Run away from the dish running away with the spoon. Mother Goose Village Fairyland Caverns' climaxes at Mother Goose Village, inside a dark room the size of a small auditorium.
Families shuffle like zombies around the village, barely illuminated by the glowing dioramas.
No children cry. All are in awe. Hushed voices of parents and children mingle with unrecognizable music echoing from above. There's Jack Spratt. And Little Bo Peep.