And sideways

The boat stops. For a moment you cannot detect the changes, but then it rocks dangerously as people step out onto the shore. The girl disappears from your limits of your vision. Hands lift you, carrying you, dragging you. Images of a jungle hacked back to create a clearing. And in the clearing, alien in their civilisation, are the green lawn and cool house you walked during your agony.
No delirium this. You are hauled inside. A voice tells your handlers to clean you up before presenting you. So maybe things are getting better.