Chapter One.

The Black Rabbit.

Okay.. what just happened?

Just a moment ago, he had been in his backyard, studying, before walking off to pick some flowers for his mother and planning to walk back to his house for tea, followed by his treasured cat, Timcanpy, and bursting into spontaneous singing.

Just a moment ago, he had been fine.

Now, he saw the sad excuse for flowers fall down in an exceedingly slow pace, yet even managed to fall faster than him. Which annoyed him, by the way.

He once thought he would've at least weighed more than the bloody daisies he planned to put on the coffee table.

But why did he have to follow the rabbit? Sure, it came rather unexpectedly, and sure, it wore a black dress, had dark (almost invisible) circles underneith its eyes and carried a pocket watch. A speaking rabbit, by the way. A black one. And however strange that might sound, it truly shrieked and hurried off.

Damn him and his natural curiosity. Without it, he wouldn't have been in this mess. But it seemed so important; the goal of the rabbit, that was. Yelling "I'm late" continuously, and ending their conversation with a rather rude "No time to say goodbye. Hello!" before disappearing into a rabbit hole. A vertical one.

Allen had wondered himself why a rabbit would have some fancy party in such a peculiar place, and so he followed it, not even being invited for whatever special occasion the rabbit was late for.

Which is how he ended in this situation. He fell down some really deep hole, where there seemed to be a lack of gravity.

Looking around, he saw a light, which he switched on. Sure, he was still falling, for some reason, but at least this cleared up his surroundings a little.

He wished he hadn't.

He also wished there would be someone to explain why, for the love of God, he was wearing a blue dress. And a white apron that irritably kept floating upwards, towards his face.

He tried looking around the dress, which at some point had decided to act like a parachute, but failed. He could, though, glance at the strange household objects that seemed to float in mid-air as he fell downward. Besides the lamp and the small table it stood on, he was greeted by the ugliest chair and wall ornaments he had gladly never seen before.

He floated past a mirror that showed him floating upwards (something he wished would be truly happening) and grabbed a book from, again, the most ugly bookcase he had ever seen. He had never been one for antiques. The bookcase was followed by a few standing clocks, hitting three with a horrible sound.

He saw the walls narrow in front of him, eyes widening in terror as gravity suddenly decided to work again, only to stop once they widened again.

Not speaking to anyone in particular, and turning around in mid-air so that his feet pointed upward, though, for some reason, his skirt didn't stop bulging, he began to think up loud. What if he would fall right through the center of the earth, and come out at the other side, where people walked upside down?

He knew it was a stupid thought, but this wasn't exactly a situation where he was able to judge that.

Okay, it was silly. No-one would-

His feet hooked onto something, stopping him from banging his head on the tiled floor. Right in front of him, making him almost want to start stuttering at the idiocy of it all, was the black rabbit. Walking upside down. Or maybe it was just..

Sighing at his stupidity, he unhooked his feet and stood up straight, immediately starting to observe his environment, which seemed like a hallway. A rather strange one. The ceiling was round and seemed to curve in some places, just like the walls, that bent in strange ways. Following the path, he had to take several sharp curves so he would not his his head on any of the strange chairs and tables that seemed to be attached to the walls, not even making contact with the floor tiles.

He had to find that rabbit and ask what the bloody hell this place was.