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Betsy had spent the last 20 minutes going over her work after helping her dad get the Christmas tree in the stand. She had heard her parents talking but suddenly things had gone silent. There was then a knock on her bedroom door. Opening it she immediately found herself staring into an empty hallway.

"Mom? Dad?" she called.

She was nervous now, not only was she staring into a hallway she didn't recognize, but the hallway was empty, and there didn't appear to be any other doors. So, she wondered, who knocked. She tried to pass it off as dreaming when she thought she saw something dart across the hallway. On instinct, she stepped into the hallway and the door shut behind her and vanished. She cursed herself for falling for that one but concluded that she must be dreaming. She then saw what she was sure was a person.

"hey, you!" She shouted.

Immediately they turned but she couldn't see its face. It immediately ran away.

"Stop!" Betsy called running after it.

The thing she was chasing was tall, and dressed completely in white. And it was fast, but she could keep it in her sight. Soon she saw it duck into another hallway and she quickly turned. Suddenly she found herself face to face with a metal railing. Suddenly there was a ding and a clattering of metal as a gate closed behind her. then a metallic voice seemed to come from nowhere.

"Please keep all hands away from the closing doors, this is an express elevator." The voice said.

Suddenly the room began descending. It started with a slow grind but then it started descending faster. It all felt too real to Betsy. However, something scared her, a new voice.

Down the Rabbit Hole.

Wendell
Down we go!

Betsy

Oh, my god!
Who are you?

Wendell

Just look out below!

Betsy

Fear and doubt
Freaking out
dropping way too fast

Wendell

Just relax enjoy the view

"you got a be kidding me." Betsy said as the elevator descended faster and colors began to swirl around her in a vortex.

Wendell

Ha Ha Relax!

Betsy

How long can the last?

Down and down I go
to god knows where

Wendell

It's a special place
with a lot of space and
Special people.

Betsy.

Down I go although
when I get there
can you tell me when
I'll get home again?

Wendell

Well that's really

up to you.

Betsy was getting annoyed at this point, this felt way to real to be a dream. She was beginning to feel light headed and sick from the colors swirling around her. but she would not let who ever this was get the last word in.

Betsy

What a fall
Could it be
What I see
isn't real at all?

Suddenly the elevator stopped with a lurch and she found herself staring out into a long dark hallway. The gate creaked open and she stepped into the hall. Her head was spinning as she leaned against the wall. she found it was smooth, and cold like glass. The light was dim but she could make out that it was greenish.

"Where am I?" She asked as she dizzily stumbled down the hall.

Suddenly she found herself standing in front of the white dressed figure. A man, who was paler than anyone she had ever seen wearing a white suit and holding a watch.

"a minute and a half, no, no, no this would never do, the princess will start getting impatient if I don't get you there soon." Wendell said grabbing her wrist.

"The princess?" Betsy asked pinching her cheek to confirm that she wasn't dreaming.

"no time to explain, come on we have to get upstairs." Wendell said pulling her along.

Betsy did her best to keep up as to not have her arm dislocated by this fast-moving man. It wasn't long before she found herself being practically dragged up a flight of stairs. Then they came out a door and Betsy was met with the most vibrant shades of green she had ever seen.

"Ah, Wendell, took you long enough to get here, is this the guest that the princess ordered?" Came the voice of a man.

"Yes sir." Wendell said.

Betsy shook her head to clear it and was met with the sight of a boy, who had striking similarities to alex, except he was blond.

"good, the princess, the queen, and the boss should be please." He said.

"Jack, do me a favor, alert the guests we are…wait a minute, did someone make a pie?" Wendell said sniffing the air and starting to go all moon-eyed

"The boss did, she's good at her ten-minute recipes, and I must admit, she makes the best apple pie in ten minutes, though no one beats Emily's." Jack said.

"wait, you've left emerald city with the boss before?" Wendell asked.

"once, yes." Jack said.

During this conversation, Betsy tried to slip off only to have her shoulder grabbed by Wendell.

"Oh no, little lady, you are going to see the princess whether you want to or not." Wendell said.

"Whether the princess wants it or not is better." Jack said.

"Well, then, stop your conversation and take me to your ruler, you're the one that said she would be angry if you were late." Betsy said.

"well, not angry, a bit miffed, but the princess, as you know, doesn't really get angry, it's not one of her common emotions." Wendell said.

"I don't think I know, I'm still trying to convince myself that I'm dreaming." She said pinching herself again as she, Wendell and jack started down the hall.

"that won't do any good, it's not a dream you've heard of us in passing from a friend." Jack said.

Betsy shook her head, she couldn't believe what was happening. It all seemed to be happening so fast as well. Soon however they made it to the chambers, and as they entered in Betsy saw her parents, a lion, tin man, scarecrow, then there was Trot, her mother, Aislynn, and several people she did not recognize, but the forefront of it was Madeline, dorothy, and a girl who was beautiful, but she didn't recognize her. This was so much for her to take in. she suddenly found herself in a chair.

"have some pie." Madeline said handing her a plate.

Betsy shook her head, and pushed the plate away.

"Sick to your stomach?" Trot asked kneeling next to her friend.

"you can read me like a book." Betsy said

"In fairness, the shade of pale you're going kid, it's a rather open book." The lion said causing Betsy to jump.

"Did he just?" Betsy asked.

"I know, it's a lot to take in darling, but this lady here says it will come as naturally as riding a bike when dorothy and her friends explain it." Mr. Bobbin said

"What?" Betsy asked.

"Betsy, I've been as confused as you are right now for the last 20 minutes, but let me give you, or at least try to give you, the long story short." Dorothy said.

So, she did.

So, Betsy has taken a rather disorienting, and confusing trip to Oz. learning that not everything is how she believes it to be. That fantasy can cross the boundaries of reality. How will she adjust to this? Will her way of thinking be changed for the better? Find out in the next chapter.]

song down the rabbit hole, from Wonderland