It was thundering above the small city. Rain drops cry of rejoice as
they fall upon the dead town. Black clouds ambushed the white clouds like
the sanity of little children suffocating with their muderous minds. Along
the sidewalk steps, past the run-down buildings, by the gloomy Rutledge; a
little girl by the name of Alice sat on a bench with her suitcase on the
ground.
Alice did not shiver in the slightest as she was being soaked with raindrops. Her eyes twitched with the reality of her life and her arms so skinny and pale that she was sure to die. The blue dress she was wearing, navy blue with the water absorbing the fine cotton adn her dirty apron that was torn and drenched.
Little did the little town of Rutledge know what horrors lie beyond the minds of sanity. They only knew they contained the demon that had to be perished inside the asylum and be fed medicines that can either be hazardous or helpful. Alice didn't need any of that. She did not wake up and be happy once more. Her mind, still screaming of fear and guilt, was not at ease. Alice only came to her senses that those with the thoughts of horror had only the Red Queen, twisting through their thoughts of happiness and creating a world full of horror. Alice's dreams were Wonderland, so happy and peaceful were her imaginary friends. But after her parent's horrible death, that once happy land transformed into a land full of curiosity and death.
Alice felt her tears roll down her cheeks and combine with the tears of Heaven. The Mad hatter, the rabbit, Cheshire; she knew they were never be normal. They would never be the cute creatures and people of joy as they were before. Her mind, still weak from the conscious state of sanity, will never be able to ease the pain that she suffered through the past months. Even though she has only been in a bed at the asylum, she was facing her own battle to gain whatever she could for her life and come back. But now she is back, with the Red Queen gone and her remnants still in her mind, she had no desire to go on. She does not know where to go or what to do except remember her months of staying in her land of Wonderland.
Alice slowly gripped her dress and remembered her house. The Jabberwock was re-living the nightmare to make sure she could not come back to reality. He wanted to blame Alice for the death of her parents and her disabled body.
Alice looked up and saw a man in a raincoat looking at her.
"I daresay young girl, you look horrible. You best run home." he calmly said as he stared at Alice.
Alice looked up and stared at the first person she talked to since her departure of the asylum. "I do not have a home nor do I care to go to one."
"Young lady, please come with me inside. I am the only one there and my wife's sick with the Devil himself."
Alice stared at the man's eyes. So curious, so worried. "I don't believe in the Devil."
she retorted.
"You say that now but wait until you meet Him..." slowly replied the man shocked by her comments.
"I met something much worse I doubt you will ever see. The Devil you say? I bet it is your wife suffering through the pain she will never escape." yelled Alice as she stood up.
The man stared at her torn apron and her black leather boots. His reaction to her was both angry yet interested. A lady like this has surely found her point in the Highest.
"If that is what you think Alice." smiled the man.
Alice stared at the man and remembered who he was. He was the doctor that brought her to the asylum and checked up on her periodically. Alice's thoughts went from the man to Chesire Cat.
"I thank you for visiting me." she kindly said.
"So you did know I was visiting you..." he answered as he sat down on the bench by her.
"Things are slowly coming back to me. I still dread the taste of alcohol on my lips."
"Those didn't help any?"
"No. They only held me back from killing." slowly said Alice.
Thunder struck in the background and it began to rain harder. The man stared at Alice's eyes, so big were they with the tendency of caution and aggresiveness.
"Alice...I know you are still suffering from the horrible state you were in yesterday.." he glanced at the clouds in the sky.
Alice lowered her head and let her drenched hair fall over her face.
"...but I want to know if you would like to go back to the asylum, tonight."
She sat up and stared at the doctor. She swore to herself to never go back there even if it was the last place on her. "No."
"Alice. I believe the cure to your mind and soul is to view what you have been through..." calmly said the doctor.
She stood up and grabbed her suitcase. She heard a scream and slowly turned her head. The scream was nerve-wretching and unbearable. It was the scream that made anyone's back shiver with fear. From where the scream was at, the asylum layed silent and still, on a hill with thunder striking above it. She knew that....
"I will..." shortly replied Alice and walked toward the asylum.
The doctor smiled and sat up. He stared at the sky for a second and felt the rain push him down. Nodding, he followed Alice.
Alice did not shiver in the slightest as she was being soaked with raindrops. Her eyes twitched with the reality of her life and her arms so skinny and pale that she was sure to die. The blue dress she was wearing, navy blue with the water absorbing the fine cotton adn her dirty apron that was torn and drenched.
Little did the little town of Rutledge know what horrors lie beyond the minds of sanity. They only knew they contained the demon that had to be perished inside the asylum and be fed medicines that can either be hazardous or helpful. Alice didn't need any of that. She did not wake up and be happy once more. Her mind, still screaming of fear and guilt, was not at ease. Alice only came to her senses that those with the thoughts of horror had only the Red Queen, twisting through their thoughts of happiness and creating a world full of horror. Alice's dreams were Wonderland, so happy and peaceful were her imaginary friends. But after her parent's horrible death, that once happy land transformed into a land full of curiosity and death.
Alice felt her tears roll down her cheeks and combine with the tears of Heaven. The Mad hatter, the rabbit, Cheshire; she knew they were never be normal. They would never be the cute creatures and people of joy as they were before. Her mind, still weak from the conscious state of sanity, will never be able to ease the pain that she suffered through the past months. Even though she has only been in a bed at the asylum, she was facing her own battle to gain whatever she could for her life and come back. But now she is back, with the Red Queen gone and her remnants still in her mind, she had no desire to go on. She does not know where to go or what to do except remember her months of staying in her land of Wonderland.
Alice slowly gripped her dress and remembered her house. The Jabberwock was re-living the nightmare to make sure she could not come back to reality. He wanted to blame Alice for the death of her parents and her disabled body.
Alice looked up and saw a man in a raincoat looking at her.
"I daresay young girl, you look horrible. You best run home." he calmly said as he stared at Alice.
Alice looked up and stared at the first person she talked to since her departure of the asylum. "I do not have a home nor do I care to go to one."
"Young lady, please come with me inside. I am the only one there and my wife's sick with the Devil himself."
Alice stared at the man's eyes. So curious, so worried. "I don't believe in the Devil."
she retorted.
"You say that now but wait until you meet Him..." slowly replied the man shocked by her comments.
"I met something much worse I doubt you will ever see. The Devil you say? I bet it is your wife suffering through the pain she will never escape." yelled Alice as she stood up.
The man stared at her torn apron and her black leather boots. His reaction to her was both angry yet interested. A lady like this has surely found her point in the Highest.
"If that is what you think Alice." smiled the man.
Alice stared at the man and remembered who he was. He was the doctor that brought her to the asylum and checked up on her periodically. Alice's thoughts went from the man to Chesire Cat.
"I thank you for visiting me." she kindly said.
"So you did know I was visiting you..." he answered as he sat down on the bench by her.
"Things are slowly coming back to me. I still dread the taste of alcohol on my lips."
"Those didn't help any?"
"No. They only held me back from killing." slowly said Alice.
Thunder struck in the background and it began to rain harder. The man stared at Alice's eyes, so big were they with the tendency of caution and aggresiveness.
"Alice...I know you are still suffering from the horrible state you were in yesterday.." he glanced at the clouds in the sky.
Alice lowered her head and let her drenched hair fall over her face.
"...but I want to know if you would like to go back to the asylum, tonight."
She sat up and stared at the doctor. She swore to herself to never go back there even if it was the last place on her. "No."
"Alice. I believe the cure to your mind and soul is to view what you have been through..." calmly said the doctor.
She stood up and grabbed her suitcase. She heard a scream and slowly turned her head. The scream was nerve-wretching and unbearable. It was the scream that made anyone's back shiver with fear. From where the scream was at, the asylum layed silent and still, on a hill with thunder striking above it. She knew that....
"I will..." shortly replied Alice and walked toward the asylum.
The doctor smiled and sat up. He stared at the sky for a second and felt the rain push him down. Nodding, he followed Alice.