When 6 o'clock comes by...
PROLOGUE
Alice was sitting on a corner shaking with rage. Once again the madness sealed within her mind had taken the best out of her. The knife in her hand had red drops of blood dripping from the tip. She wiped the blood out of her wrists frenetically. But the slashes and cuts on her wrists were a scar of the insanity that haunted her for too long. She was generally very calm, but all that could alter within a minute.
"I got one. Why is a raven like a writing-desk?"
"I don't know. What's the answer?"
"I haven't the slightest idea,"
"I think you shouldn't go around wasting time, asking riddles that have no answers."
Every single one of her friends in Wonderland was dying one by one. And now, she would take on a friend that had become foe. The portal was opened, and he was waiting for her. She knew he was.
She stood up and wiped her knife.
"It's 6 o'clock…" she mumbled to herself "It would be rude to keep the host waiting…"
What would follow she didn't knew. All she knew was that the Mad Hatter wanted her at 6 o'clock for a cup of tea. Her eyes were wide open, literally and non-literally for what he was really up to.
She wiped her bloody wrists, and ran towards the portal.
Little did she know that she would be getting a completely different surprise from the one she was expecting…
