Previously

"Hmmm," Alice said, lifting up Ava's face by her chin, "Tell me where the Stone of Wonderland is and I'll return you to your world." Ava looked at her square on.

"Over my dead body bitch," she put in as much venom in her voice as she could. Hatter made a move towards her, but Alice stopped him by holding up her other hand.

The loud smack was heard throughout the room as Ava's head jerked to the side. Ava didn't even feel the pain, her whole body was too numb from the agony from her fight earlier.

"Take her to Dum and Dee," Alice ordered, "Maybe they'll get an answer out of her."

The suits dragged her backwards by the arms out the room. She happened to glance up to see Hatter and the psycho bitch they call Alice already in a heated make out session.

The doors shut and she felt a strong bulge in her gut that she was about to be in more misery than she could ever imagine.

Chapter 11

Ava's POV

I woke up in my apartment. My back hurt like hell, and I realized I was lying on top of something. I rolled over and saw it was the mirror.

What the hell happened? I thought, was it all a dream? Last thing I remember was falling through the mirror.I groaned as I stood up and stretched out the kinks in my back.

Must've tripped, banged my head on the mirror and knocked myself out, I reasoned, but what about ceramic-rabbit-head? I cautiously peeked through the peephole in my door, which was intact, and saw no one there. I opened the door and looked down the hallway. No one there. I ran outside and to the alley I saw the black suited men harassing the teenagers.

Not a single sign of a struggle or anybody having been there.

I walked back to my apartment and warily approached the mirror on the floor. I knelt down on my knees so that my face was leaning over it. I held a hand out and cautiously touched the mirror. Nothing; my hand didn't go through. Maybe I really was crazy.

My eyes drifted up to the clock on the wall. Crap, I had to hurry or I was going to be late to my flight. I quickly grabbed my luggage and a snack, and then hailed a cab. After some hours I was finally seated on a plane with my eyes weighing as heavy as weights. I was soon asleep.

Dreamland

"You're not calling anyone girlie, you're comin wit me."

I ran through a flooded hallway with broken electrical wires hanging dangerously off the ceiling. I pushed my way out of a door and was surprised to see a gloomy trench below me. I teetered then fell, screaming.

Suddenly I was under a table, staring at a pair of shoes. The table was thrown away and I was picked up and slammed into a wall, a pair of chocolate brown eyes boring into mine.

Next I was swirling around in a teacup at Disneyland with the handsome man with the brown eyes.

"Well you're knee has to go, or rather the whole leg, it's better to amputate from the knee down." The same guy brought out a knife, and then chuckled, "Wot? Can't you take a joke?"

"I was just asking how you knew that story?" he asked, his eyes waiting impatiently for an answer. "Oh my Grandpa told me the story as a child," I said, "Jack, his name was Jack."

"Well not only do I 'ave ta change your wardrobe, I 'ave ta teach you to fight too." "What's wrong with my clothes?" I asked. I was suddenly in front of a mirror, with a grey tank top with a dark green loose fitting jacket whose sleeves cut folded up until the elbow and went down to my knees, black pants that were as tight as leggings and black leather boots that went up to my knees.

"Alright, ere's the main rules to runnin' the shop," Hatter began, "You don't let the customers boss you around, what you say is law."

"Your name is, Harmony."

"No ma'am the price is quite right," I said, "But instead of Lust, why don't you buy Beauty instead? It might just help you with you men problems."

"Come on Avey," he taunted, "What are you scared?" I sat on top of him, pinning his arms with my knees, and prevented him from getting back up. But there was a gleam in his eyes and I found myself under him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, sending chills up my spine. Then he threw me into the darkness. "Hatter!" I screamed and he grew smaller and smaller as I fell deeper and deeper into the unknown.

"He doesn't really use the kitchen much." "Hello again. Broad." "HATTER!"

"I'm here for that pretty little of girl of yours." "Don't touch her." "Cut the act. The plan has been put into action a little earlier, due to some… inconveniences." "Don't you understand dear? Hatter played you. He gained your trust and he was to bring you and the Stone to me later this week." She walked over to Hatter and kissed him, "Isn't that right honey?"

I was running again, into a warehouse. "Ello Ava." Damn I couldn't escape that voice. Then suddenly I was fighting the man called Hatter. I'm knocked down then smothered with boxes.

"Tell me where the Stone of Wonderland is and I'll return you to your world." "Over my dead body bitch." "Take her to Dum and Dee."

Hatter… how could you…

Exit Dreamland

I gasped then sat up in my seat. What the hell were all those images? What was up with that dream? I must've hit my head harder than I thought. I got up and went to the cramped bathroom. I stared in the mirror hoping it would give me answers.

That's when I noticed what was wrong.

I wasn't wearing the necklace my grandfather gave me.