It seemed as if nothing was meant to make any sense whatsoever. The more he thought about it, the more he cringed at the thought of logic making matters worse. It was so confusing, as if his head could fall off his shoulders.

You see, lately things have been oddly questionable. He would wake up, or…what seemed like awakening…and everything would be fine. Then…he would wake a second time, after falling asleep and there would be something completely off about the world he was in.

Now…what you have to understand is that nothing is wrong with him mentally. Nor emotionally. That was why trying to pinpoint the issue of his mixed realities was posing as such a challenge. He dismissed it as "just a dream"…

…but it wasn't just a dream.

There were two realities, both his own.

Alfred was in his own wonderland…

Unexplainable, incomprehensible, unfathomable…and extraordinary.

Alfred blinked his eyes as he tried to get them to adjust to the bright lighting of his surroundings. Once he was fully adjusted, he just needed to become aware of his surroundings, where he was…that's when he realized that he could hardly see clearly. He blinked, trying to clear his clouded vision, only to come to the realization that…he had no glasses. They lie broken beside him.

"Damn…this sucks…" He looked with narrowed eyes about himself, trying in vain to comprehend the fact that where he was before falling asleep was really very different from where he was at the moment. As if he woke in another world.

He slowly began to realize that he was outdoors, in a forest of some sort…the trees were very tall, unusually tall, in fact, that it made him think he was in some type of rainforest…

"Where the hell am I…?"

The treetops and their leaves covered up the direct sunlight, so it was partially dim. He, after recovering from the initial shock, stood to brush himself off. He did so, looking around, putting the remnants of his lenses to his eyes so that he could see as well as possible.

"Huh…"

He began to walk forward, treading lightly as if not to disturb a sleeping beast hiding amongst the many leaves and tree trunks. He felt hopelessly lost, if not completely hopelessly lost. As he walked forward, he heard the sounds of a lightly running animal…perhaps a fox…? It startled him just as well, and he turned fast upon his heels. He was not prepared to defend himself from any sort of wild animal…

He wished to God he was.