The wind blew threw her jet black hair as she walked through the dark woods, her blue and white bloodstained dress swishing along with her motion. She tightly clutched her vorpal blade and hummed an old song as she walked through the woods. The young woman known as Alice Liddell had found her way out of Wonderland and into these woods.
"Quite curious." she thought aloud, "I wonder how I got here from Wonderland. I suppose I'll find out later."
The wind blowing through the leaves on the trees made a pleasant, peaceful sound. But Alice knew these woods were anything but peaceful. There was something about these woods that put her on edge. What was it? Then there was the sound of grass crunching beneath someone's footsteps, and they weren't Alice's. Quickly she whipped herself around to face whoever was behind her, tightly clutching onto her vorpal blade.
"Who goes there?" she snapped, seeing a dark figure standing in the shadows. The figure chuckled.
"And who're you?" the figure asked, "I believe this isn't your homeland is it?"
Alice's emerald green eyes glared sharply at the figure.
"Alright, come out of the darkness." she said, "I'd like to know who I'm speaking to."
The figure stepped out, and Alice immediately knew who it was.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Jeffrey the Killer." Alice said, crossing her arms. Jeff smirked.
"Alice Liddell." he said, "Long time no see."
"Yes, yes indeed." Alice said, "Haven't seen you since that little killing spree you went on in London."
Jeff chuckled.
"Hehe, yes." Jeff said, "Good times."
"Indeed." Alice said, arching a brow, "May I ask where I am?"
"You're in the Creepypasta realm, dear." Jeff said, twirling his knife in his fingers.
"Hmph." Alice snorted, "Don't call me 'dear'. Anyway, this place is quite disturbing, I must admit."
"Oh, really?" Jeff asked, "I would've thought you, of all people, would've been used to it."
"I thought the same thing." Alice replied, "But, this is quite different than Wonderland."
"Hm. I suppose it is." Jeff said, tossing his knife in the air and then catching it, "After all, there aren't any Cheshire Cats or Mad Hatters."
"And how do you know so much about Wonderland, Jeffrey?" Alice asked.
"I have my ways." Jeff replied with a chuckle.
"Well, would you mind showing me around a little?" Alice asked.
"It would be my pleasure." Jeff said, beginning to walk. Alice followed him, although she easily got annoyed by Jeff. In the killing spree that Jeff had performed three years ago in London, he had met up with Alice, but he didn't kill her. She wasn't frightened at all by him, just annoyed. He decided to let her live, and now here they were, walking beside each other like they had known each other for years.
"So... Where's the famous Slender Mansion?" Alice asked. Jeff chuckled.
"Oh, Alice Liddell, just as curious as ever." Jeff said.
"I suppose you really caught my personality three years ago." Alice said, "How long had you been watching me?"
"A few weeks." Jeff said with a smirk, "Anyway, we're getting closer to the mansion. Don't worry about the other Pastas, they won't hurt you... Unless you make them mad."
Jeff chuckled darkly and Alice merely rolled her eyes.