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Epilogue
Dear Reader,
This story has some truth in it and some fiction. It was inspired by a Tim Burton movie. I have longed to do this book but never got around to doing it.
Most of this takes place underground, in Wonderland, and at the school. Most of the characters are also real.
The average rate of falling down holes has been reported to have increased ever since this book. Please be wary of holes.
The Hole Beginning
Someone burned down the playground. Who knows why they burnt it and why they didn't also burn down the school.
The staff probably were the ones that took the remains of the beloved playground. The only thing that was left in the area were the swing set, wood chips, and a huge stretch of burnt: rubber, wood chips, steel, and rubber.
And whoever has a clue to what happened, gets a nice roll of cash. So it's no surprise this is where it all started...
"C'mon Alexis! Don't you want to find some clues? And you know..."
"I'm not doing it for the money." She paused.
"Well maybe not JUST the money."
Alexis Jennings
Age: Probably 11
Classroom (8-9): Cundiff
Physical features:
- eyes: electric blue
- blonde; usually in ponytail
- American
Personality: Medium sized. Can throw random hyper spasms. Drew the inside of an igloo for a penguin figurine. Quiet.
Strenght(s): Social life, info, stealthy, sneaky, great with small weapons
Weakness(es): Afraid of heights
"It's not like you aren't doing it for the money either," she protested. The girl shrugged.
"Well I guess, but not really. I mean, sure I'd like a grand but I'm more interested in the story. Who would burn the playground? Why would they? Why the playground? How did-?" She paused.
She grabbed Alexis and dragged her to the nearest, largest tree. Her face was somehow already covered in dirt and she acted and looked like she was at a battlefield.
Priscilla Bekti (Behk-Tee)
Age: 11, 12 in March
Classroom (8-9): Cundiff
Physical features:
- eyes: Deep Brown
- Jet Black hair: - sun: Brown
- moonlight: Silver/blue
- Strictly Asian
Strenght(s): Strategist, info, great with bows and arrows, swords and shields
Weakness(es): Mild- Curiosity Strong- Fear of drowning
There was a rustle and Priscilla's eyes were wide open. "Pris, what are you-"
"Did you see that? YOU have to have seen it! It was there!"
"Maybe we should take a break." Alexis wiped the growing bead of sweat across her forehead. "I sure would like a cold, sweet glass of - WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"The rabbit! It was wearing clothes! And- And-"
Alexis stared at her. Priscilla definitely lost it. She was about to turn to go when a carrot smacked into her face. Yes. A carrot.
She looked down to see a white rabbit with an unbuttoned blue waistcoat. She didn't realize inside was a bunch of pockets filled with watches.
"WHY. YOU. LITTLE...!" She chased the rabbit to the middle of the ruins. The place smelled like burnt rubber. She would rather be stuffed in a dumpster full of tuna. The rabbit hopped into a hole.
She was about to hop after the rabbit when she realized how deep it was. "C'mon, just jump," Priscilla urged.
Alexis gulped. "Well, that's a deep hole." Priscilla rolled her eyes. " Just. Jump, jump. It's not THAT deep."
"So it will be scary if there's a river down there?" Priscilla turned pale before glaring at Alexis. Alexis chuckled to herself. Priscilla groaned and pushed her down the hole.
