I cackled as I spun down the hole, not as scared as I had been before, just enjoying the sensation of falling freely without limitations or constrictions. I heard Tarrant yelling my name after me, desperately calling for me.

"Trust me!" I yelled back, cackling again as a rush of adrenaline took over from common sense. I heard him yelling with fear as he leaped into the hole, and continuing as he fell an alarming distance. I sighed and spread my arms and legs to slow my decent. He quickly caught up with me, he was in a cannonball position with his arms wrapped around his legs and his eyes tightly shut. I adopted that position too, speeding up to fall at the same speed that he was falling.

"How do you get your hat to stay on your head?" I asked; that had been a serious issue when I had been falling down the hole. Talking about that, what direction was I falling? It felt like I was falling down, but was I really falling up?

Tarrant opened his eyes, looking at me with a weird mix of anger and concern.

"Don't ever do that again!" He yelled over the air that was whipping past our faces. I giggled happily, and leant forwards to tumble through the empty space in front of me.

"Why?" I asked. "Aren't you enjoying the decent?"

"I thought that I had lost you!" He yelled at me "Just like I lost her."

"Sorry!" I yelled back, "but this is literally the only way back home."

"What about Jabberwocky blood?"

"Is that some kind of swearing phrase down here?"

"No!" He shouted back. "The blood of the Jabberwocky carried the drinker to wherever they imagine. It took Alice home, quickly and painlessly. She told me about…" I don't think that he ever got to finish his sentence, because after that word had left his mouth, we landed on the earthy floor surrounding the hole in the ground. I panted; the impact had been reasonably hard, but nothing was broken, and it was much better than it could have been. I felt gravity starting to act on me again, starting to lift strands of hair off my head.

"Get through the hole!" Tarrant shouted at me, because he too had noticed the few changes indicating the gravitational directional swap. I scrambled through the hole, and flopped down onto the grass that surrounded it on the other side. Tarrant got his arms around to this side, and then the gravity of this world started acting on him fully, and he was left grabbing onto the weak stems of grass sprouting out of the ground to stop him falling back down the endless hole.

I launched at him, grabbing onto his arm before he had a chance to slip back down. He strained against gravity, pulling himself up and over the edge, with my help, just as my grip was about to fail. We landed in a gasping heap on the grass, and took a few moments to catch our breath before bursting into a random fit of giggles.

Tarrant rolled onto his back, and looked up at the sky.

"Wow." He said. "The sky here is white!"

"No." I replied, giggling again. "It's cloudy. The sky here is blue, just like in Underland."

"Oh."

"There are quite a few things that you have that we don't have here, but we also have a few things that you don't, like electricity." I knew that this would mean nothing to him, but it sounded fancy.

"Wow. I have no idea what that is." He said blankly. "So, you live in the middle of a field. Nice tree." He said, clearly puzzled by our location.

"This is my garden, my house is over there." I told him, pointing east to the location of my home. "Let's get going." I stood up, and then saw a huge muddy stain down the side of the shirt that he had lent me. "Oh my, God!" I exclaimed, stretching it out to the side to see the full extent of the damage, the stain reached up the whole left side of the garment.

"Never mind," Tarrant said, seeing the stain but not apparently caring. "I have plenty more, and so do you." He reasoned, continuing in the direction that I had pointed out. I let go of the shirt and followed him, running the first few yards to catch up with him, and then slowing down to a normal walking pace as I fell in stride with him. We were walking and talking for a while, until the house came into view as we came around a corner.

"There it is!" I shouted, pointing it out to him and practically bouncing up and down with excitement from how close we were to it. I looked up at him, and he was practically bouncing up and down with anticipation too. "Want to run?" I asked grinning at him.

"Three, two, one go!" He shouted, kicking off from the ground and breaking into a sprint. I joined him, racing him at some points and letting him win at others. It was a five minute run, and normally I wouldn't have managed it, but joy seemed to propel me towards the house. We arrived at the house, neither of us even breathing heavily, and both of us were grinning from ear to ear. I climbed up the stairs and he followed eagerly. I slid my key into the lock, and turned it to open the door.

"Welcome home." I told him, grinning, and I was reassured that everything would be alright from now on.

The End