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"Alice!"

Who? Who's that?

"Alice, dear! Wake up!"

Alice slowly opened her eyes to see her Aunt Imogene, her father, and all her guests. She looked around the small crowd to see if maybe Hamish was with them. Then she remembered the puddle of blood.

"Hamish. Where's Hamish?" She asked, trembling.

Her aunt and father looked at each other then back down at her. "We found him behind the maze. He's dead, my dear." Her father replied, solemnly, "We don't know how he got there or who killed him. All we know is that we heard him scream, we came to see what was the matter, we saw you laying on the ground unconscious next to a puddle of blood, and then someone found him back."

Alice gasped. Even though he was rude and cruel, she didn't want him to die. Her head began to spin again and she felt sick. "I don't feel very good." She said.

Her Aunt Imogene nodded, helping her up so she could get away from everyone. Alice heard everyone whisper and gossip but she ignored them. Her aunt led her back to the house and into the kitchen to get her a glass of water.

"Here, darling." Her aunt handed her the glass of water which Alice took and drank it all down very quickly, "Easy, Alice. You act as though you haven't had a drink in days."

"I feel like it."

Aunt Imogene placed a comforting hand on Alice's shoulder. "It's not your fault, Alice."

Alice scoffed. She left him alone, didn't she? She let him get murdered. Suddenly, she asked, "How did he die?"

Her aunt waited a few minutes and then answered, "He was disemboweled and stuck on a pike." Alice shuddered. Oh god, what a horrible way to die. She took a deep breathe and handed her glass back to her aunt.

Her father came into the house with a terrified look on his face. Alice looked at him, concerned. "Father?"

"Hamish's mother is here."

"Oh lord almighty." Her aunt exclaimed.

Alice let out a groan. If there was one person she hated more than Hamish, it was his cruel mother. And it was known far and wide that Hamish was a momma's boy. She would most likely blame Alice for all of this.

All three of them could already hear Hamish's mother bailing her eyes out and asking where Alice was so she could kill her. The back door slammed open and in came Hamish's mother in all her angry glory.

"Alice Kingsley, you murdering, little hussy!" She screamed, pointing a long finger at Alice, "You're the reason my baby boy is died!"

Charles tried to reason with her but she wouldn't listen. "It's her! She killed him!"

"You have no proof! There is no on her at all!" Her aunt exclaimed.

"Little hussy probably changed dresses." Hamish's mother growled, glaring hatefully at Alice.

"She only has one blue satin dress, you daft woman!" Charles yelled, pushing the angry woman as far away from his daughter as he could get her, "Please, Mrs. Ascot, calm yourself."

"Murderer!" Mrs. Ascot screamed at Alice.

"I am not a murderer!" Alice suddenly yelled, jumping to her feet. Her aunt, her father, and Mrs. Ascot stared at her. It wasn't like Alice to yell at people, especially a grown up.

"Liar!"

"I didn't kill him!" Alice yelled.

Mrs. Ascot scoffed. "Then who did?! Who killed my baby boy?!" She screamed back at Alice.

Charles and Imogene got in the middle of them to act as referees. Alice wasn't much of a fighter but Mrs. Ascot had a terrific right hook. Hopefully, Mrs. Ascot wouldn't try to punch Alice.

"I don't know, Mrs. Ascot." Alice said, calmly, "I don't know."

Mrs. Ascot screamed at them and then ran out of the kitchen and into the backyard. Alice let out of shuddery sigh.

Charles looked over at her and grabbed her into a bear hug which Alice returned wholeheartedly. Her aunt put her arms around them both and said, "We have to go out there."

Both Alice and Charles groaned loudly. Aunt Imogene chuckled at them and said, "Come on. Let's just let the police take the body and Mrs. Ascot will most likely follow them."

"I hope so." Alice whispered into her father's jacket.

They went into the backyard where the police where waiting. They answered all their questions and they took Hamish's body; Mrs. Ascot followed them just like Aunt Imogene said. Charles and Aunt Imogene said Good-bye to all Alice's guests while she cleaned up the party. She grabbed all the dishes and washed them in the kitchen then she folded the tablecloths and put them away. She placed the rest of her birthday cake on the dinner table with the rest of her food.

Her aunt came in and started to put away the dishes. "So…what did you wish for?"

Alice smiled slightly. "I'm not supposed to tell, remember? It won't come true if I do."

"Come on, I won't tell anybody. I promise." Her aunt said.

"I wished…that something extraordinary would happen to me today." Alice said, "I didn't expect that something to be Hamish dying."

Her aunt sighed. "I don't think that was the extraordinary something. And anyway, the day isn't over yet."

"Right."

Charles walked in and sat down at the dinner table with a exhausted sigh. "Thank god, that's over." Alice laughed and sat down next to him.

"Father?"

"Hmm?"

"Was there someone there when you all found me?" Alice asked.

Charles raised an eyebrow and shook head. "No. Why?"

Alice sighed. "Someone caught me before I fell on the ground and I was wondering if it was one of the guests." She explained, "He was extremely pale with curly orange hair and he had greenish yellow eyes."

Charles looked over at Imogene then back at Alice. "No." He said, curtly. Alice knew from the tone of his voice that she shouldn't ask anymore on the subject but she just didn't understand why that made her father and her aunt so nervous.

Her aunt quickly changed the subject. "What shall we do for the rest of the evening?"

Alice shrugged. "I don't know. Play cards?"

"Now, there's a nice idea." Her father exclaimed, happily.

Her father and her aunt went to find the cards and left her in the kitchen. She stood up and walked over to the window. The moon was out; it was a full moon and it lit up the whole backyard beautifully. The air outside was cool and it wasn't too windy outside. Alice glanced over at the door where her father and aunt disappeared through then back at the beautifully lit backyard.

She smiled, she just couldn't resist. Alice opened the back door and practically ran into the backyard. The cool air felt nice on her extremely warm skin and in a few seconds she felt totally cooled and relaxed. Then she looked over at the maze. It looked rather inviting, especially on such a nice night. I shouldn't. Hamish died in there because of me. And his killer could still be lurking back there.

Alice sighed. She really hated her conscience sometimes. She decided to ignore her conscience for one night and ran over to the entrance of the maze. The wind suddenly began to pick up and her blue satin dress moved with it; as did her wavy blond hair. She had taken it down when all the guests left, it fell right at the small of her back.

She made it to the middle of the maze where her mother's garden resided. The fountain was still on so the sound of rushing water filled Alice's ears. The moonlight lit the garden perfectly, it made the all flowers glow. Alice began to twirl in the moonlight. Her hair and dress still moving with the wind; she looked like a little angel. The pale light caused her pale skin to glow slightly adding to her innocence and angelic features.

"Alice!"

She stopped abruptly at the sound of her aunt's voice. She'd get lectured, no doubt. Alice began to walk back to her house when she heard a noise. The sound of footsteps filled her ears. She looked back at the garden, her cerulean searched the area for anything that looked suspicious. She saw a flash of orange and purple from behind the back wall and quickly ran out of the garden and through another path toward the back of the maze where Hamish was found.

She knew this wasn't a good idea but she didn't care. Her curiosity took her over completely and she let it, wholeheartedly. Alice heard her aunt's voice again but she was too caught up in finding out who was in the maze with to care. She heard the sound of footsteps against the white rocks that lay on the ground on her right. She went down that path and stopped at a dead end. Then she heard footsteps behind her and she turned around just in time to see a flash of orange and purple. Alice ran after it again, going left this time. She heard the footsteps right in front of her so she knew that she took the right path; she came to another crossroads, she heard the footsteps on her left and she practically flew that way. She was near the end of the maze, there was a forest back behind the maze and it went on for miles and miles.

She ran faster and got to the end where she saw a man in a huge top hat running straight for the forest. Alice groaned but kept on running after him. He ran into the forest and disappeared into the darkness. She stopped and gazed into the forest. The moonlight didn't light it up so it was total darkness.

If I fall in a hole or something, I will very irritated.

Alice took a slow step inside the gigantic forest and began to feel her way around. A few branches brushed against her cheek, scratching her. Then she tripped over a log and when she got up, she turned around; ready to leave this dreadful forest. Then she heard the footsteps again. She began to run again toward the footsteps. The sharp parts of the branches scratched her cheeks but she still ran toward the footsteps. Alice ran deeper and deeper into the forest until she was in the middle. She stopped to catch her breathe when she suddenly realized that the footsteps had stopped.

"Hello?" She called out.

No answer.

Alice took a few steps forward. "Hello?"

Still no answer.

She took another step forward…and fell into a hole. But this hole kept going and going. She saw clocks, pianos, and other items falling with her. Then she landed on a bed and bounced back into the air, screaming.

Alice's went face first into the glass beneath her. She groaned, rubbing her head. Her eyes widened when she saw the chandler was upside down. Then she fell again and landed face first on the ground.

She groaned loudly. Her entire body ached and her head felt like a piñata that had been hit way too many times. She stood up slowly only hear her crack loudly.

"Ow." She whimpered, rubbing the small of her back Alice looked around the room, seeing that there was a table with a bottle and a key on it. There were also a lot of doors in the room

After making sure none of her bones were broken, she quickly ran over to one of the doors; there were many doors in the room and she so far none of them would open. Then she moved the curtain next to one of the doors only to see the tiniest door she had ever seen. She bent down and jiggled the little handle. It was locked. She went over to the table and grabbed the key. She quickly unlocked and tried to fit through but she was of coarse, way too big.

Alice huffed angrily. She happened to look over at the table to see a bottle. She stood up and grabbed it.

It said 'Drink me' on the tag. So she did. It tasted nasty and felt weird as it slid down her throat. Suddenly, she began to shrink. Her blue dress surrounded and when she popped out, she was wearing a blue dress that was tying tightly around her. She ran over to the door and jiggled the handle again but it was locked again.

The key!

She went over to the table again but found that she couldn't quite reach the table. She happen to look down to see a piece of cake that said 'Eat me'. So she did and she began to grow and grow and grow and grow until her head hit the ceiling or was the floor? She didn't know, she was so confused.

She picked up the key and the bottle and drank the rest of the nasty liquid. She shrank again and quickly ran over to the tiny door; she unlocked it and ran through it.

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