Alice chased a rabbit down a rabbit hole. It was running late. Late and babbling incoherently that Alice couldn't hear very well. Just the simple saying of "Late." So, Alice followed the rabbit. She looked down into the darkness, where the rabbit had disappeared into. Squinting, she couldn't see the white rabbit. It was swallowed up. Alice leaned further and fell into the rabbit hole. She slid down on her stomach, on the tunnel's wall. Then the wall ended. Alice now fell further into the darkness. What seemed like minutes, seemed like hours to her. She felt herself flipping over and over, until it seemed that gravity had finally met her. She saw books. Shelves of books, their spines, barely readable. They were all covered in a thick layer of dust.

Down and down she went,
Where she stopped, no one knew.

The dust was everywhere, clinging to her. Nearly making it impossible to breathe, she gasped.

"Plooof." Something soft and squishy was beneath her. It seemed like it was breathing! Alice lay there, breathing in stale air, listening. What was this breathing thing? Alice sat up, trying to see what she had landed on. Her eyes were adjusted so the thing she had dropped on was a giant 'cat'? It was looking at her with yellow eyes and a wicked grin on his face. Alice stumbled around the soft squishy surface in time to see a paw come into focus. It knocked her around, as if a play thing...and she fell. It was treating her like a toy. Alice scrambled on her four legs, trying to find the ground! Then she fell off the 'cat bed'. (Cheshire Cat) She landed on the floor now, seeing that everything was small and she was big! The cat bed was above her, the glowing eyes looking at her.

Should Alice stay because the cat didn't hurt her? Or should she find a way out of this place. Suddenly, she heard a scream and turned to look around. Her eyes saw a door knob. It was strange, and where a keyhole should be, she saw a small mouth lined with sharp teeth. "Oh dear." She said.

"Oh dear?" Someone said.

Alice heard a voice and turned to look. The cat was still there. "Why don't you stay here and be my new cat toy?" Alice knew that most cat toys would be damaged in the end. It would kill her, wouldn't it?

"Why? What's out there?" Alice inquired.

"Your worst nightmares. I wouldn't go out there if I were you. Stay in here."

Alice wanted nothing more than to go home. "I'm following a white rabbit. He has to be here,"

"Forget him. He's not as good as me."

"Then who should I meet other than you? I want to go home?"

"The only way home is to talk to a smoking caterpillar."