Chapter 1: Down the Chimney
Ailís was dreadfully bored rigid. She wanted adventure. But even being clad in a sailor suit (and long blond hair with blue eyes) didn't steer her imagination. She picked a book on her nightstand. It was a collection of stories by Edgar Allen Poe. "What a dull book this is" muttered Ailís to herself. "What's the point in a book with no pictures or conversations?"She gazed out the window to discover a ladder to the roof (which wasn't there before). She also found a White Rabbit clothed in a red waistcoat and hat. The Rabbit also had a gash in his torso that leaked sawdust. He took out a pocket watch. "Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!" sighed the White Rabbit. Ailís opened the window, and shouted "please, sir!" He mounted up the ladder into the chimney.
Ailís ran out the door, up the ladder, and into the chimney. What was peculiar, the chimney was a chimney no longer. She was falling in a dim lighten hole with torture devices on shelves. After some time, Ailís fell into a pile of leaves and twigs. She fell into a petite room with off-white walls, a wood table and one door. This door had numerous knobs and handles, all of which were locked. She tried opening with all handles and knobs, but proved ineffective.
Ailís noticed the table had a small key. She picked it up and also saw a small door on the bigger door. She unlocked the small door and saw a garden of dead flowers. "If only I were smaller" said Ailís to herself. Suddenly appearing on the table was a bottle of black substance. She drank to discover the substance was ink! Ailís shrunk to the size of a button! She rushed to the small door, which was locked. She didn't recall the key, and couldn't receive it. Suddenly appearing was a plate of tarts. Ailís ate one, and grew into a giant!
She became aggravated, and happened to cry colossal tears. Ailís ate another tart, and shrunk. A tiny sailboat passed her, and she set sail. Somehow, another door appeared and leads her outside. Her tears have created a sea! Ailís sailed the sea and reached dry land. There, she met the White Rabbit. "Maryanne, what are you doing here? Run home and get me a new pair of scissors" demanded the White Rabbit. "I'm not Maryanne!" replied Ailís. "Don't argue, run along" answered the White Rabbit. Ailís followed his orders anyway.