"Somewhere, there was a tiny dream. Such a tiny dream it was,

No one knew who had dreamt it. The tiny dream began to think.

'I don't want to disappear this way.

How can I make people dream of me?'

The tiny dream thought and thought, and then came up with an idea.

'I'll make humans get lost in me, and let them create the world.'"

The first Alice was a woman of the Spade,
Who courageously held a sword in her hand,
Chopped down anything in her way
of making a red path for herself.

"Klaus! Sunny! Where are you?"

That frantic voice came from the 16-year old Violet Baudelaire, who had lost her siblings and the two Quagmires, Isadora and Duncan on their trip to the woods. They had come across a small white rabbit, which held something in its mouth. Sunny insisted on following it, and Klaus ran off to stop her, with Violet hot on their heels, but at some point, they got separated. Isadora and Duncan stuck together, but they were separated as well.

Violet, at this age, knew better than to stop walking and sink down to the ground and cry, but at the moment, nothing else would seem better.

Her tears spilled onto the brown forest floor. Violet never did stop crying, occasionally, calling for them again when tired of crying. That is, until something moved behind her.

"Who's there?"Violet immediately stood up.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."The voice was extremely tiny, and Violet didn't see where it came from. "Down here!"

Violet looked down. It looked like a white ragdoll, stitches and all. The tiny white ragdoll- the dream- stared up into Violet's brown eyes, which was unnerving. It then smiled.

"Why were you crying?"

"You don't want to know."Violet turned away so as not to spill tears on the tiny ragdoll.

"Come on! Tell me and I'll be your best friend!"The dream pleaded. Violet sighed and gave in.

"My siblings and friends are lost in this woods. I got separated from them. And people think I'm supposed to be the one keeping them together!"

The dream's eyes widened. "You mean the baby and her big brother who were killed by the soldiers? And the twins who were kidnapped by more soldiers?"

"What?"Violet couldn't believe it. "They can't be dead! They just can't!"

"Sorry to hear about it though," The dream had a twinkle in his eyeless eye socket. "I know a way to get them back, without the zombie part of it."

"What? There's a way?"Violet asked excitedly. "Tell me!"

"Settle down! You're jumpier than me!"The dream tried to calm Violet down. "Okay, I'll tell you..."

"To get everyone back, you need to kill everyone here and create a red path. Once you do, the guys who took them and killed them will be back to give them to you."

Violet's eyes widened. "What? I need to kill? But that's murder!"

The dream just turned away, whistling. "Well, I guess if you don't want to see them again..."

"Wait!"Violet didn't want to lose them forever, but she also didn't want to kill. She sighed again in defeat. "I'll do what you say. Just so long as you keep your part of the promise."

"Oh, I promise!"The dream cackled.

"Wait, I don't have anything... I'll just invent something."Violet retied her ribbon to think when the dream stopped her.

"You can use this sword I found in the woods! Here!"The tiny dream panted a little as he hauled the sword forward. As Violet observed the sword, she could tell from its length it was a sword designed to kill. It was very sleek, and the handle was made of golden material, with a spade like shape on it made out of ruby.

"Go on!"said the dream when it dropped the sword in front of Violet's feet. "Touch it!"

As Violet touched it, she never did notice the red spade marking her left hand as she touched it. When she picked up, it was surprisingly light.

"I..."Violet started to say, but the tiny little dream was gone. "I guess... I really have to kill, don't I?"Having no other choice, she walked on, looking for something to kill.

Violet thought, Killing isn't so bad! as she sliced more red roses- living, breathing roses- into shreds, occasionally mutilating a rabbit when it was mixed in. Blood was spattered on the ground where she walked. I don't know why the others were so against it... It was by then that Violet's mind was no longer the sane inventing one. Her mind had become an insane killer's mind.

Murderer!

Violet could feel something creep up behind her. Much to her surprise, shadows started to swallow her up in the brambles. By then the dream had returned, smiling creepily.

"I thought we had a deal! I thought you'd return them to me!"Violet screamed before the shadows engulfed her.

"I didn't swear. That deal was a no-no."The dream was smiling evilly. "You will not torture the red rose forest anymore, Alice of Spades."

That Alice was brought deep into the forest,
locked in as the sinner,
In addition to the way of the forest,
her life was unknown.