I couldn't sleep. Not at all. I shut my eyes and then opened them for the
tenth time. It was nearly one in the morning, but I still couldn't manage
even a half hour of silence and rest. In the next room, Noodle (the newest
member to join the asylum) was screaming insanely about something trying to
steal his blanket. Apparently, when the poor boy went to sleep, three white
mice.who happened to be blind, came and took his blanket to keep their
nests nice and warm. It hadn't made any sense.all the words he shouted. but
for some reason I understood. Even understanding wasn't enough; listening
to Noodles constant screams of absolute terror were not enough to make me
sleep.
"I need the drugs" I whispered to myself. The sound of my own voice startled me, especially since it sounded eerily cold and shuddered with a sort of uncertainty. Still, I shoved the uncomfortable covers from my shaking body and sat up. Shifting myself a bit, I snatched up the two white capsules on the night table and stuffed them in my mouth, immediately swallowing them dry.
Around one thirty, I found myself slowly drifting. Drifting into a peaceful world. Finally, I would be joining the others in a dream world. I shut my eyes and the shadows surrounded me.Noodle's voice suddenly vanished and the silence prevailed. The dreams began.
"Into a dark dream you drop"
"When you fall, the dream won't stop"
The words drifted past me and into another place, echoing off of the walls that I could not see. It was damp; I could feel the cold water drip from the top of wherever I was. The feeling of falling fell over my body; my stomach lurched forward, protesting the sudden inability to be on the ground.
"Alice, would you like a bit of tea?" A screechy voice, tangled with a British accent crept into my ear, forcing me to hear whatever it spoke. "You always have time for tea.especially when you're all alone without a care. You obviously have no where to go and it is quite a wait until the bottom comes into view." The queer voice continued.
I was about to speak, when I realized a tea cup had been directly placed into my hands. The steaming liquid licked my nostrils, filling them with the scent of sugar. When was the last time you have eaten? I thought to myself, and lifted the cups rim to my lips, sipping it cautiously. As soon as it hit my tongue and gagged horribly. The liquid burned my taste buds with a monstrous flavour and blistered my lips. I spat it out and coughed violently. Why on Earth had it tasted so awful? I shook my head and tossed the tea cup away, not wishing to have the poisonous drink near me any longer.
The tunnel rattled and began to twist, before a gush of light flashed brightly into my eyes. It was coming from the bottom.or at least that's what I believed. My beliefs were confirmed when I hit the floor, roughly, rolling to the side. The fall was not painful at all, in fact, it was almost soft. So, I sat up and then pushed my self up, brushing the dust from my dress.
I blinked and shut my eyes "what is all this?" I asked myself, keeping my eyes firmly on the dress. "Why am I wearing Alice's dress?" I continued to stare at the light blue dress, a white apron wrapped tightly along with it. It was much prettier than how I had seen it before. On Alice.it seemed much duller. The colour less new, much more wear to it, but the one I wore, was bright. Around my neck was a chain. I wrapped my fingers around it and traced it until I reached a charm. A horse shoe.how intriguing. The chain felt warm against my skin, so I assumed I had been wearing it for a while.perhaps even when I was falling it had been on? No, that couldn't be.if that was the case, the charm would've floated above me, while I fell. Well, it didn't matter.all of this was a dream. I was insane and dreams like this were quite predictable.
"You've come again?" I jumped back a bit and hit the wall, the rough edges of the stone digging into my back. The voice wasn't what had frightened me.no the dark twisted voice wasn't frightening at all. It was the grin that appeared in front of me that was much more surprising. For, there was not a person to go a long with it. Nothing, nothing at all accompanied the grin. Only the white, carnivorous teeth were visible. How eerie.
"Well, I'm not sure if I've returned. I'm not exactly sure where I am. And.and.what exactly are you?" I asked, stuttering every second word.
The grin grew wider and soon, bits and pieces of an overly skinny cat began to come into view. The cat's tail swished back and forth, contently.the boney structure almost creaking with each swing. Its eyes glowed like a passionate flicker of a candle. The yellow orbs suddenly surrounded by flesh, marked with several ink drawings. Symbols mostly.ones that twisted and swirled oddly. The tips of its ears reached thinly and stood solid.completing the face of the queer kitten. I watched as the rest of its thin body finished appearing before I spoke. "A Cheshire?" It was more of a statement then a question, but the cat still replied.
"Indeed. You are talented in the ways of stating the obvious. You are Alice, aren't you? You seem slightly different. Your eyes are Brown and you're much shorter than the Alice I saw last."
I smirked, understanding the dream now. I was Alice. Alice was me...and now, I was in wonderland with all of the evil creatures that dwelled in the mystical realm. How exciting! "Why, of course I'm Alice. Although, I am not the same. The one that visited you last."
The Cheshire nodded slowly. "Ah yes, I've been expecting you, Alice. This time you won't be following the rabbit into Wonderland. I'll be guiding you." The cat's words hissed; its eyes slitting as it spoke. "Time to go, there are creatures to visit."
"I need the drugs" I whispered to myself. The sound of my own voice startled me, especially since it sounded eerily cold and shuddered with a sort of uncertainty. Still, I shoved the uncomfortable covers from my shaking body and sat up. Shifting myself a bit, I snatched up the two white capsules on the night table and stuffed them in my mouth, immediately swallowing them dry.
Around one thirty, I found myself slowly drifting. Drifting into a peaceful world. Finally, I would be joining the others in a dream world. I shut my eyes and the shadows surrounded me.Noodle's voice suddenly vanished and the silence prevailed. The dreams began.
"Into a dark dream you drop"
"When you fall, the dream won't stop"
The words drifted past me and into another place, echoing off of the walls that I could not see. It was damp; I could feel the cold water drip from the top of wherever I was. The feeling of falling fell over my body; my stomach lurched forward, protesting the sudden inability to be on the ground.
"Alice, would you like a bit of tea?" A screechy voice, tangled with a British accent crept into my ear, forcing me to hear whatever it spoke. "You always have time for tea.especially when you're all alone without a care. You obviously have no where to go and it is quite a wait until the bottom comes into view." The queer voice continued.
I was about to speak, when I realized a tea cup had been directly placed into my hands. The steaming liquid licked my nostrils, filling them with the scent of sugar. When was the last time you have eaten? I thought to myself, and lifted the cups rim to my lips, sipping it cautiously. As soon as it hit my tongue and gagged horribly. The liquid burned my taste buds with a monstrous flavour and blistered my lips. I spat it out and coughed violently. Why on Earth had it tasted so awful? I shook my head and tossed the tea cup away, not wishing to have the poisonous drink near me any longer.
The tunnel rattled and began to twist, before a gush of light flashed brightly into my eyes. It was coming from the bottom.or at least that's what I believed. My beliefs were confirmed when I hit the floor, roughly, rolling to the side. The fall was not painful at all, in fact, it was almost soft. So, I sat up and then pushed my self up, brushing the dust from my dress.
I blinked and shut my eyes "what is all this?" I asked myself, keeping my eyes firmly on the dress. "Why am I wearing Alice's dress?" I continued to stare at the light blue dress, a white apron wrapped tightly along with it. It was much prettier than how I had seen it before. On Alice.it seemed much duller. The colour less new, much more wear to it, but the one I wore, was bright. Around my neck was a chain. I wrapped my fingers around it and traced it until I reached a charm. A horse shoe.how intriguing. The chain felt warm against my skin, so I assumed I had been wearing it for a while.perhaps even when I was falling it had been on? No, that couldn't be.if that was the case, the charm would've floated above me, while I fell. Well, it didn't matter.all of this was a dream. I was insane and dreams like this were quite predictable.
"You've come again?" I jumped back a bit and hit the wall, the rough edges of the stone digging into my back. The voice wasn't what had frightened me.no the dark twisted voice wasn't frightening at all. It was the grin that appeared in front of me that was much more surprising. For, there was not a person to go a long with it. Nothing, nothing at all accompanied the grin. Only the white, carnivorous teeth were visible. How eerie.
"Well, I'm not sure if I've returned. I'm not exactly sure where I am. And.and.what exactly are you?" I asked, stuttering every second word.
The grin grew wider and soon, bits and pieces of an overly skinny cat began to come into view. The cat's tail swished back and forth, contently.the boney structure almost creaking with each swing. Its eyes glowed like a passionate flicker of a candle. The yellow orbs suddenly surrounded by flesh, marked with several ink drawings. Symbols mostly.ones that twisted and swirled oddly. The tips of its ears reached thinly and stood solid.completing the face of the queer kitten. I watched as the rest of its thin body finished appearing before I spoke. "A Cheshire?" It was more of a statement then a question, but the cat still replied.
"Indeed. You are talented in the ways of stating the obvious. You are Alice, aren't you? You seem slightly different. Your eyes are Brown and you're much shorter than the Alice I saw last."
I smirked, understanding the dream now. I was Alice. Alice was me...and now, I was in wonderland with all of the evil creatures that dwelled in the mystical realm. How exciting! "Why, of course I'm Alice. Although, I am not the same. The one that visited you last."
The Cheshire nodded slowly. "Ah yes, I've been expecting you, Alice. This time you won't be following the rabbit into Wonderland. I'll be guiding you." The cat's words hissed; its eyes slitting as it spoke. "Time to go, there are creatures to visit."