Yo everyone! I hope you liked my first episode of happenings, 'cause here's the second chapter! I might be able to update 2 chapters a week during the weekends, but it all depends on my schedule. But expect to have at least 1 chapter per week. I think I'll be able to publish them on ever Wednesdays my time. (I live in Singapore so if you're reading this in the US, it'll probably come out while you're still snoring in bed. Hopefully in bed...). Enjoy chapter 2!

Dennis had to admit that his voice cracked several times yelling on his way down. Then he got bored after falling for a long time and paused for a second. Then he stuck out his tongue to maximize his yell that turned into a falsetto scream, and he was pretty sure he out-screamed some girls. This was just so fun! The crazy Chinese boy was oblivious of dying after falling for such a long period of time.

After a few minutes, everyone—at least mostly everyone—stopped screaming. They had been falling for quite some time, and never seemed to reach the bottom. There were a few girls still hysterically screaming their heads off.

Like that's totally going to help their bodies from falling, thought Dennis.

Suddenly, Dennis noticed that he was amidst other falling objects rather than the large group of people from the room. He saw beds and chairs, and all kinds of old toys and other objects. He saw a pocket watch, but it didn't seem to be functioning correctly: the hour, minute, and second hands were flying by super fast.

Dude, Dennis thought unconsciously. Wait 'til I tell my brother!

His mind blanked.

Wait a second…I have a brother? Dennis thought as he blinked rapidly. Yeah, maybe I have a brother.

Dennis remembered the moment after he got his memories taken. All he knew was his name, Dennis, and his age, 13. The mind erasing was quite a weird experience.; he was scared for a second there. There was a curly brown haired girl next to him that totally blanked out in shock. He remembered that her nametag read "Idil."

Something hit his head downwards really hard that woke him out of his reverie. Dennis cried out, and tried to turn as fast as he could in midair. After taking a few minutes to turn around to see who had ambushed him, he saw a girl with a boy's haircut desperately doing breaststroke upwards. He inferred immediately that her foot hit his head. Dennis raised his eyebrow. He stared at dirty-blonde haired girl's desperate measures.

"You've got to be desperate enough to live to do that," said Dennis. He crossed his arms and then laughed.

"Hey, at least I'm trying not to die. Why are you so carefree?" The girl retorted. She was still desperately trying to swim upwards, but now she tried doing freestyle.

Dennis, suddenly aware of the idea of falling and hitting a concrete floor and going to heaven, made his way to the nearest could-be cushioning that could soften his landing: a bed. He plumped up the pillows that were miraculously still in place and reclined onto the bed.

"I'm all set now," said Dennis.

The girl sighed, which Dennis presumed she was rolling her eyes. She didn't stop swimming. She started reaching for the falling objects around her and pushing them downwards, hoping to propel herself forward. A sofa narrowly missed the bed the bed Dennis was on.

"Hey watch it!" Dennis shouted as he shook his fist.

The girl ignored him.

"It's not like the bed will stay in one piece when you land. Once you'll land, you'll be broken into smithereens I suppose," muttered the girl scornfully.

Dennis frowned. "At least its better safety than swimming up thinking you'll go upwards out of the hole before you die your death below."

The girl yelled "YARGH" in desperation. She changed to swimming breaststroke and succeeded in going up a little to catch up to a lamppost.

"What the…what the heck's a lamppost doing here?" The girl turned around to examine the long falling metal object. Without waiting for Dennis' answer, she started shinnying up the pole to the top.

Dennis shrugged. He caught a glimpse of her nametag; it read "Rhi."

"Hey, Dennis!" A voice behind him called out towards Dennis.

Dennis turned around to see the source of his voice. He turned around and saw a 16 year-old boy. He had the same hairstyle as him, and looked amazingly alike himself.

"Je-Jerry?" Dennis found himself saying the older boy's name.

How did I know his name? Dennis thought.

The older boy smiled. "Finally, someone who recognizes who I am."

"What the…how'd I know your name? And wait a second, how do you even know my name?"

The older boy chuckled, which turned into a laugh that tickled Dennis' memory. After the boy stopped laughing he point at Dennis.

"Your nametag is on the back of your shirt," Jerry replied.

Dennis replied with a meek, "Oh" before joining Jerry into laughing at his stupidity. He remembered someone sticking it on to his back for him. Dennis remembered a blurry figure slapping it onto his back while he was still in the building. Afterwards he couldn't get it off without removing his shirt, so he gave up.

"I figured if I went around to all the people and said someone's name out loud with them noticing, I could trigger some memories," hypothesized Jerry, interrupting Dennis' contemplations. "Erasing memories aren't forever right?"

Jerry climbed onto the bed and sat next to Dennis. "So, how do you think I know you?" Jerry asked.

"I think…I think we could've been frie—no. Wait. I think…we're related." Dennis was puzzled, and his head throbbed every single time he thought about his past.

"Cool," replied Jerry. "I was thinking that too! In fact, I think we're brothers since we look so much alike. Yeah?"

"Sure," said Dennis. He was glad that he knew a little part of his life.

Then all the sudden some of his memories poured back into his empty head. He suddenly caught clips of himself spending time with Jerry when he was younger. He saw a group of kids and himself having fun and talking in basements of different houses.

Jerry gasped at the same time as Dennis. They looked at each other, and they instantly had the same thoughts: they had part of their memories back! They laughed some more and hugged each other, glad that their memories came back.

"Brooooooooooomaaaaaaaaance," sang "Rhi".

Awkwaaaaaaaaaard, thought Dennis as he quickly pulled away from his older brother. He saw that Jerry's expression was embarrassed too. They continued to feel awkward, and sat in silence.

"About our memories," began Dennis, breaking the silence. "There was a group of people that we always seemed to hang out with on Fridays. It seemed to occur very often. Maybe it was a treasured memory or something? Anyways, the main point is did you see anyone that might have been in that group that is with us that is falling?"

Jerry knit his eyebrows, and rubbed his chin. After a few minutes, he answer:

"Yeah! There was this guy…with a round face. I think I saw him here, but I'm not really sure. I know it started with a "C" or a "K" because it was the sound "kuh" in front…." Jerry's thought trailed off. He stopped muttering to himself, rubbed his temples, and groaned.

Dennis was uncomfortable about having some of his memories back and not knowing whom he shared it with. Having a blurry understanding of who the people were sucked. He looked down the hole, but all he could see was darkness and falling people. There were some people that were still screaming their heads off, and then gasping to start over. There were other people that clung to the falling objects.

"So you guys know what the afterlife may be like?"

Dennis and Jerry looked up.

Rhi was resting on top of an office chair with wheels on the bottom. She absentmindedly tapped the armrests. She was quite far up, from the bed Dennis and Jerry were on. Her face looked downcast, and she had a defeated expression plastered on her face.

"Better not give up yet," a voice said grimly. "There's probably a reason why this is happening, and why we haven't fallen to our deaths yet."

Another girl with short black hair shifted her way towards the trio. She had a boy's haircut as well, but a little longer than Rhi's. Her thin hair whipped in all directions behind her head like a comet with a super duper short tail.

"Don't you guys think this is weird? I almost feel like I've seen this scenario before," said the black haired girl. She held onto the bedpost of the that was holding up Dennis and Jerry.

Everybody looked at each other. Their faces turned grim when they came to an understanding of where they were. They chorused together the answer:

"Alice in Wonderland."