Chapter Two – Curiouser and-Ok, Now I'm scared.

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Standing up straight, careful to not hit her head of the ceiling, Alice started down the hallway until she reached a door.

She yanked it open only to reveal,

"Another Door?" Alice asked, pulling that one open too, "Oh, yay. Another door."

Slightly angrily, Alice opened the next door, finally revealing a small opening.

Ducking her head, she managed to squeeze into the small narrow frame.

Cautiously, she stepped into the room and took a moment to adjust to the dim light.

The scene in front of her was completely warped. Dark branches and vines swung down from a seemingly endless ceiling. A small dim crackle of fire sparked in the corner of the room, with an animal nearby who seemed to be making the fire. And eyes….eyes of many different shade and shapes were scattered around in the prickly jungle atmosphere.

Alice took a step forward, almost immediately tripping over something.

She turned to see, and a small brown furry animal inched towards her.

"Oh, aren't you cute?" Alice reached out to pet the animal, when a threatening hiss came from it, and it unsheathed sharp blood stained fangs.

Needless to say, Alice quickly withdrew her hand.

"Ehm, things are rather different…"

She steadied herself to her feet, making sure she wasn't stepping on anything, or running her head into anything as she slowly tread across the room to the table.

"Oh I remember this! Drink me. I shrunk, and got through the door. Now where's the key?" She fumbled around in the dark trying to find the key that didn't exsist on this table.

"Ugh, I give up. I'm just going to wing it then."

She took a gulp of the bottle and felt herself shrink down .

Keep in mind the inhabitants of the room looked much scarier from this height.

Alice eventually came to a sort-of door, yet this time, it was not asleep.

When she approached the door looked at her wide-eyed.

"Alice? It's really you," The door seems to be ecstatic about this, "Alice you have to help."

Intrigued by this twisted land, and how the door seems to be begging her, the only thing she could say was, "Of course."

Relieved by the thought, the door seemed to relax a bit,

"Oh, thank goodness. Now, allow me to fill you in on the events here."

Alice nodded, wanting very much to know why things had taken such a drastic change.

The door continued on,

"As you can see, Wonderland isn't quite itself anymore. It's filled with dark, twisted inhabitants, who are at each others throats. They all wondered who caused this to happen, and started quarrelling amongst themselves…"

The door paused momentarily to yawn,

"So, you see. We need someone to reverse this all ad change Wonderland back to normal. That's where you come in. Will you help us?"

Alice glanced around her, nervously. What would she be accepting? Would this cost her life? But Wonderland was once so much calmer and beautiful. Perhaps she could restore this.

Hesitantly, Alice nodded her head.

The door grinned at her, if possible and began speaking again,

"The road before you is a dark and treacherous one. I don't know what, or who, you may encounter. I give you this advice; Trust only few, and do not trust them completely. Everyone in this dark and twisted dementia state, is ready to cut the throat of their best friend."

Alice felt a lump in her throat, and she tried to swallow it down,

"I'll try my best. Now how do I re-verse Wonderland back to normal? How did it happen in the first place?"

"Well, you see…"

Abruptly, without warning, a rather large bird swooped down, picking Alice up by the talons.

Screaming like no tomorrow, Alice felt the bird's nails dig into her flesh, stinging.

She heard a voice bellow from below,

"REMEMBER THIS; TWINKLE TWINKLE-"

The voice was cut off as the bird flew through a portal-like pool in the ceiling, into a garden like place, where Alice was dropped onto a hedge.