I was expecting my same old, crazy, yet wonderful dream. The one where I'm falling down the same hole and onto the same chair at the mad tea party. The Cheshire Cat appears and babbles the same old words, then the Queen of Hearts comes, and I am suddenly on a trial for my head and begging to keep my sanity (people think of me insane, and I think that they should meet the people in Wonderland. Let's see them call me insane then). There is a swirl and I am in a field of flowers with Dinah. Yes, that dream. I love that dream, when most people would be confused, it brings back memories for me. I get to see my old friends and be in a world of my own. Where flowers could talk, and cats can disappear and reappear again. But this dream didn't happen that way.

It started with me and Dinah in a field of flowers. "The dream must be going backwards," I thought in my dream. Then, I realize it was actually a different dream. I see the White Rabbit's reflection in the pond. He's looking at his pocket watch, but not singing the song.

"How odd," I said. Dinah meowed a desperate meow. "Hush, Dinah,"

"ALICE!?" the rabbit called. "ALICE!?" he said with more urgency.

"Over here, White Rabbit! Over here!" I scanned the field for him.

"Alice!" He said with relief, struggling for a breath. "You've got to come with me! We're late!"

"Why?" He pulled me by the wrist. "Where are we going?"

"Wonderland, of course! Are you sane?"

"Why?!" I asked again, annoyed. He did not answer. Why was I not excited to go to Wonderland? I'll see the Cheshire Cat! The Mad Hatter! "Hurry! Let's go!" I said, as I wanted to see my friends. The White Rabbit pulled me down into a hole. The rabbit was ahead of me; my dress caught air like a balloon, and I was floating down, down, down very slowly. "It's rather dark in here," I told the rabbit. Suddenly, we both land on the checkered ground in a heap. We went through a small door that leads into Wonderland. I gasp. I remembered Wonderland as a colorful, happy, different place, not a dull, dead, black and grey wasteland.

"What happened?" I asked. There was a look of dread on the rabbit's face.

"That's what I brought you here for," he said sadly. "The Queen of Hearts has destroyed the land. We have formed a secret alliance to stop the Queen, and it can only be led by you, Alice," he said, looking around his shoulder if anyone might be listening, although the whole place around us was deserted.

"Who's in the alliance? Why did the Queen do this?" I had so many questions, but he had no answers.

"Follow Me," said the White Rabbit. He sounded unsure of himself, but I followed him anyway. I knew I could trust him.

We walked in silence for what seemed like hours. "Are we there yet?" I complained.

"Shh! We must not speak! Someone might hear!" he whispered urgently.

"Who will hear us? This place is deserted," I said. "No one could possibly hear us,"

"You never know who is watching. There are people everywhere! Ever since the Queen has changed Wonderland, she has guards everywhere. Now, Hush!" In a few minutes, we arrived at an old broken-down building. There was quiet murmuring from inside. The White Rabbit knocked on the door in some kind of pattern. It got dead silent in the room. The door peeked open, an eye looking at the two of us, then opened a little more and a hand from inside beckoned us to come in. I slowly looked around the room. There was the Mad Hatter, the Caterpillar, The Hare, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum, and the Cheshire Cat! They were all here! Except something was wrong. Everyone had a look of joy and despair at the same time, and they were all staring at me. They were whispering things like: "Is that Alice?" "No, Alice has a blue dress and was much smaller," and "She's back! It's Alice!"

"I'll lead the meeting today," declared the Hare, with his usual mad smile and one crooked ear.

"I think Alice, here, should lead the meeting tonight," said the White Rabbit gesturing toward me. Everyone murmured in agreement. He blew his trumpet and started to push me up to the podium.

"Oh, surely not!—"

"Go, on, lead the meeting!" said the mad hatter wackily.

"But I don't know what to say!—"

"Oh, sure 'ya do!" called the Mad Hatter, sounding even more insane than before (if that's possible). I stomped my feet into the ground and struggled to keep my place with everyone pushing on my legs. Finally, I gave up and went to sit in a chair in front of the podium. Everyone went back to their seats and the Mad Hatter was left to speak.

"Who wants tea?" were the Mad Hatter's first words at the podium, and from then, I knew this meeting was going to be madder and wackier than I thought.