"A mind of it's own?" questioned the cat, "I like the way you think." He
grinned at Alice and disappeared, reappearing on a tree branch.
Alice looked disappointed. "You lied Cat, you said Wonderland was well
again. It's not."
"Well you said you didn't remember being here," sneered the feline "so I
guess we've all taken a few liberties."
The sky began to darken, and fog surrounded the two. Alice searched for the Cheshire Cat, but could barely see his glittering eyes. She felt herself growing farther apart from the cat.
"Where am I going?" Alice whimpered. "Don't go Alice" the cat called as if he hadn't heard her. "I want to stay!" Alice pleaded with the imaginary force pulling her into reality.
For the next few days, Alice laid in bed, wide awake, eyes open and bloodshot, staring at the yellowed ceiling. Her schoolmates noticed that she never seemed to sleep, each day her face became more pale and her eyes were sunken into her head. She hadn't uttered a single word since the night she collapsed. Five days later, in the middle of the night, she snapped back from her coma-like state.
Sitting up, she looked over towards Elsie. She was sleeping, still sitting in her chair with a book in her lap. Alice felt comforted by her presence and breathed a sigh of relief.
A movement in the window had caught her eye. Sitting on the sill, was a rather large cat, silhouetted against the moonlight. She stared at him for a while and the cat looked towards her and grinned. He leapt into the room and climbed onto Alice's bed, walking in circles around her, studying her. Alice looked at a yellowed scrap of paper that the cat had been carrying in his mouth. She uncrumpled the paper and scanned the content. Her eyes started to tear. The torn paper the cat brought her was a page from a book she had once read. On the page were drawings of the creatures that only Alice knew of. Her eyes glanced over the smudged writing, but could only make out on line at the bottom. She whispered the line "....not only had she saved Wonderland, but she had saved herself as well." The memories flooded into her mind. The fire, the asylum, the book.....the stuffed rabbit. Where was that rabbit? She tried to remember but she wasn't sure.
She looked for the cat. He was sitting near the door. His eyes seemed like they were pleading with her to follow him. He padded outside, and Alice went after him.
Chapter five! And I bet you thought I'd leave it hanging. - By the way, the book is from the end of the Alice game, incase you aren't aware. It says a few things, then the above line, she closes it, picks up Dinah, and so on.
The sky began to darken, and fog surrounded the two. Alice searched for the Cheshire Cat, but could barely see his glittering eyes. She felt herself growing farther apart from the cat.
"Where am I going?" Alice whimpered. "Don't go Alice" the cat called as if he hadn't heard her. "I want to stay!" Alice pleaded with the imaginary force pulling her into reality.
For the next few days, Alice laid in bed, wide awake, eyes open and bloodshot, staring at the yellowed ceiling. Her schoolmates noticed that she never seemed to sleep, each day her face became more pale and her eyes were sunken into her head. She hadn't uttered a single word since the night she collapsed. Five days later, in the middle of the night, she snapped back from her coma-like state.
Sitting up, she looked over towards Elsie. She was sleeping, still sitting in her chair with a book in her lap. Alice felt comforted by her presence and breathed a sigh of relief.
A movement in the window had caught her eye. Sitting on the sill, was a rather large cat, silhouetted against the moonlight. She stared at him for a while and the cat looked towards her and grinned. He leapt into the room and climbed onto Alice's bed, walking in circles around her, studying her. Alice looked at a yellowed scrap of paper that the cat had been carrying in his mouth. She uncrumpled the paper and scanned the content. Her eyes started to tear. The torn paper the cat brought her was a page from a book she had once read. On the page were drawings of the creatures that only Alice knew of. Her eyes glanced over the smudged writing, but could only make out on line at the bottom. She whispered the line "....not only had she saved Wonderland, but she had saved herself as well." The memories flooded into her mind. The fire, the asylum, the book.....the stuffed rabbit. Where was that rabbit? She tried to remember but she wasn't sure.
She looked for the cat. He was sitting near the door. His eyes seemed like they were pleading with her to follow him. He padded outside, and Alice went after him.
Chapter five! And I bet you thought I'd leave it hanging. - By the way, the book is from the end of the Alice game, incase you aren't aware. It says a few things, then the above line, she closes it, picks up Dinah, and so on.