The Asylum was dark and musty. It was truly the place where Evil
thrived and danced upon the diseased. Alice slowly walked down the halls
and heard the children shiver and talk and in their sleep. The clock slowly
ticked past the seconds as the shadows gave off images of demons and other
abominations. She slowly turned her head and stared at the doctor's shadow
that followed her inside. Ever since Wonderland became back to normal, she
still watched her back for signs of betrayal or the Red Queen herself.
The doctor sighed and walked in front of her. "She's this way. My poor Alexia..."
Alice felt her miniature suitcase move. She remembered how her mind drifted away as the stuffed hare told her to save Wonderland...
The farther the doctor took her, the more groans were heard behind the barred doors. Alice stared at the grandfather clock ticking and laughing away. She then remembered the little children in Wonderland. The way their foreheads were cut off and their brains pumping and oozing blood. She remembered how their eyelids were stitched open and their feet covered with stitches and bite marks. All they ever did was sit still and laugh hysterically, not knowing that they were lost in a demented world.
Alice heard a jingle of keys and watched as the doctor looked through them. She slowly placed her suitcase on the chair outside the door and lowered her head. Wonderland...
"Please show respect Alice. Alexia doesn't like people who fret in the dark." he said as he walked through the opened door. Alice stared at the crooked metal bars and the rust on the doorknob.
Alice! Don't forget our tea party! You musn't go in there! Alice...ALICE!
She slowly stepped inside the room and looked around.
She looked at the lady who was chained to a small bed. She flashed back to when she was laying in one with her hare. She looked at her tangled hair that covered her face nad her lips babbling about how she wanted to kill pills.
"Doesn't it look like she is being attacked by the Devil Alice?" slowly asked the doctor as he took off his hat and raincoat.
She glanced at the woman's blank stare. "I think you took me here for something else, didn't you runt?" Alice asked blandly as she backed up to a metal tray of objects. The doctor slowly took a step toward her.
"I came here to make sure no one can hear us. In case you scream...that is..."
Alice stared at the doctors cold eyes and realized that those were eyes full of interest of the body.
Tea time! Hatter? Where's that blasted Hatter? I've been waiting for so long now. Alice? ALICE DON'T!
The doctor walked towards Alice and shoved her against the wall, dropping the metal tray to the floor with a echoed clatter full of lost hope.
"My favorite patient....Alice....the girl of lost wonder...and..." he laughs quietly. He was the one who adored the torture of others and saw it fit to take it to his advantage.
Alice fell to the floor and saw a fork glistening in the moonlight. She grasped it tightly and stared at the doctor.
"Conspicuous doctor; playing house with your patients as if they were toys." She slyly said as she stood up. She heard the screaming of children and the ticking of the clock.
"I like to play with toys. It's to my liking you see. I liked the jagged edges of Jacks. I liked the soft, smooth handle of an ice blower. And here you are using your bastard as an object of pleasure. No wonder she fears for her life."
The doctor walked up to her and stared into her clear, blue eyes.
"You aren't leaving this asylum Alice..."
Alice swiftly stabbed her fork into the doctor's neck and released it. She felt patters of blood splatter across her cheek.
Choking, the doctor leaned on top of Alice and coughed up blood. The drips slowly streaked through her dark brown hair. She saw the eyes of hatred slowly leave the doctor's face as he went into eternal rest.
Slowly Alice whispered, "You try my patience Red Queen."
She stood slowly, feeling her hand grasping what was once a fork. She stared at the blood on her apron. Full of horrible insanity, Alice began to wipe the blood off her dress. She heard the queen calmly say, "Off with her head."
Alice, more franticly, continued to rub the blood off her dress. She heard her dress rip and fell backwards onto the bed where the doctor's wife laid still and motionless.
Alice...tea time can come at a later time...Do it Alice...
"No..." slowly whispered Alice as she clasped the woman's neck.
ALICE! DON'T LISTEN TO HER!
Do it Alice...You don't want her to go through what you have been through...
ALICE!
Alice...
ALICE!!!
Crack.
The doctor sighed and walked in front of her. "She's this way. My poor Alexia..."
Alice felt her miniature suitcase move. She remembered how her mind drifted away as the stuffed hare told her to save Wonderland...
The farther the doctor took her, the more groans were heard behind the barred doors. Alice stared at the grandfather clock ticking and laughing away. She then remembered the little children in Wonderland. The way their foreheads were cut off and their brains pumping and oozing blood. She remembered how their eyelids were stitched open and their feet covered with stitches and bite marks. All they ever did was sit still and laugh hysterically, not knowing that they were lost in a demented world.
Alice heard a jingle of keys and watched as the doctor looked through them. She slowly placed her suitcase on the chair outside the door and lowered her head. Wonderland...
"Please show respect Alice. Alexia doesn't like people who fret in the dark." he said as he walked through the opened door. Alice stared at the crooked metal bars and the rust on the doorknob.
Alice! Don't forget our tea party! You musn't go in there! Alice...ALICE!
She slowly stepped inside the room and looked around.
She looked at the lady who was chained to a small bed. She flashed back to when she was laying in one with her hare. She looked at her tangled hair that covered her face nad her lips babbling about how she wanted to kill pills.
"Doesn't it look like she is being attacked by the Devil Alice?" slowly asked the doctor as he took off his hat and raincoat.
She glanced at the woman's blank stare. "I think you took me here for something else, didn't you runt?" Alice asked blandly as she backed up to a metal tray of objects. The doctor slowly took a step toward her.
"I came here to make sure no one can hear us. In case you scream...that is..."
Alice stared at the doctors cold eyes and realized that those were eyes full of interest of the body.
Tea time! Hatter? Where's that blasted Hatter? I've been waiting for so long now. Alice? ALICE DON'T!
The doctor walked towards Alice and shoved her against the wall, dropping the metal tray to the floor with a echoed clatter full of lost hope.
"My favorite patient....Alice....the girl of lost wonder...and..." he laughs quietly. He was the one who adored the torture of others and saw it fit to take it to his advantage.
Alice fell to the floor and saw a fork glistening in the moonlight. She grasped it tightly and stared at the doctor.
"Conspicuous doctor; playing house with your patients as if they were toys." She slyly said as she stood up. She heard the screaming of children and the ticking of the clock.
"I like to play with toys. It's to my liking you see. I liked the jagged edges of Jacks. I liked the soft, smooth handle of an ice blower. And here you are using your bastard as an object of pleasure. No wonder she fears for her life."
The doctor walked up to her and stared into her clear, blue eyes.
"You aren't leaving this asylum Alice..."
Alice swiftly stabbed her fork into the doctor's neck and released it. She felt patters of blood splatter across her cheek.
Choking, the doctor leaned on top of Alice and coughed up blood. The drips slowly streaked through her dark brown hair. She saw the eyes of hatred slowly leave the doctor's face as he went into eternal rest.
Slowly Alice whispered, "You try my patience Red Queen."
She stood slowly, feeling her hand grasping what was once a fork. She stared at the blood on her apron. Full of horrible insanity, Alice began to wipe the blood off her dress. She heard the queen calmly say, "Off with her head."
Alice, more franticly, continued to rub the blood off her dress. She heard her dress rip and fell backwards onto the bed where the doctor's wife laid still and motionless.
Alice...tea time can come at a later time...Do it Alice...
"No..." slowly whispered Alice as she clasped the woman's neck.
ALICE! DON'T LISTEN TO HER!
Do it Alice...You don't want her to go through what you have been through...
ALICE!
Alice...
ALICE!!!
Crack.