So close. So close. So close. So close.
But alas, there it is clear as day.
She was so close. I was so sure.
But the trickery...she isn't Alice. She's an imposter...another imposter.
Like the others.
How could I have allowed her to elude me as she did?
She was so close.
But Samantha sounds nothing like Alice.
She was curious like my dear Alice. So curious.
She came to me like my dear Alice. Fell down the rabbit hole just in time for tea. My special tea. My specialty.
Fell right on top of the scones. Left a hole in my sky.
And when she fell asleep, I brought her jam for her head.
I changed her into her proper clothes.
I was so sure.
Her hair was...perfect.
She was even dressed in blue.
When she fell down...or was it up? Onto my lovely tea party.
Her own tea party. Her special tea party. It's her unbirthday after all.
Sneaky little Alice. It isn't very lady like to spy on others during tea. No matter. I was so sure when she awoke...when she saw my face...
I was wrong.
So close. So close. So close. So close.
But she isn't Alice.
Samantha sounds nothing close to Alice.
And Samantha is nothing like my lovely Alice.
Alice doesn't scream when she wakes to see my face. Or tea.
Imposter. The red queen has a way of dealing with imposters... And spies.
I look into the Imposter as she wets her face. Alice doesn't wet her face when she looks at me.
I raise the tool I've so often used before...on imposters only of corse.
Deception is the upmost severe crime in the red queens court.
In matters of this crime, I agree with her methods.
Only this matter.
The imposter clutches my leg as she continues to look at me and wet her face.
How dare this imposter hold me...only Alice can hold me!
How dare she act like Alice!
She isn't close at all...
I lower the ax upon her neck...
The imposter is gone now so Alice can come.
I have tea to prepare.
I'll be waiting...