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Not Amy's POV

The alarms aren't going off, but the intensity is all the same. As I run down the hall, I notice the only sound was that of my shoes were making. It was always like this, this part of the building is always silent. No one would dare go near….

" You, halt!" orders a voice of a woman. I would range it about of Twenty-eight to thirty years of age. Old, harsh, authoritative, strict, but not cruel…

I immediately stop and put my hand to a salute. I hear four pairs of footsteps coming towards me. One pair leads the angled pack. Two on her left and one on her right. Her feet are about the length of about 8 and half inches, and the width of exactly 1 and three-fourths inch. She was the only girl of the group. I would assume that the person on her right was the youngest, for his feet weren't as loud as the two lefts. Two on the left, were about the same age, (seeing that had the same sounding thuds). All footsteps stop.

" Private Danielle" the woman comes in front of me.

I got a good look at her…. I think my descriptions are right. My eyesight isn't as good as my ears, even with my highly dense glasses.

" Yes, sir."
" You know why you are here?" she questions while motioning the others to come forward.

" Yes, sir. To question the… subject," I say with high confidence.

She looks at me and nods.

" Yes, private, but that is not the only reason. We want you to observe," She turns around and starts walking. I catch up to her, staying right behind, " Subject 31095 is not of any origin that we know of. Since we are out of contact with Master Control Center, we took it upon ourselves to get any information we can out of the subject. The subject is being kept in a solitary white confinement, but… ummm she has altered it."

" Alter, sir?"

" Yes, alter," She stops in front of a black door, a contrast to the walls, ceiling, and floor. The three other men and I stop right behind her. I didn't expect the Captain to suddenly turn around. " Private, listen and listen closely, even if you have heard of stories of the subject before. The subject's behavior is… split. One side of the subject is calm, but distant. This side won't give us answers, but it is reasonable and willing. The other side is what will be dealing with. This side is impractical, illusive, and insane, but she will gives us answers. Even if the answers are in stupid riddles…"

" It is a she, sir?" I ask with confusion. I didn't know we would be dealing with a girl. From the description the higher ups gave her, it seemed like it wouldn't have a gender at all. From what I heard, it…or she… is something that wasn't even supposed to exist. It was a thing beyond reason, with godlike powers. I even heard it was a god itself.

" Yes." She turns around, but still doesn't open the door. In a low whisper, but loud enough for all to hear, " I can't guarantee you safety…nor am I responsible for anything that happens to you in there. The subject is out of my control or anyone else's control. I can't protect…"

" It is o.k. Ma'am. I understand. I came knowing that this was risky, but I risked it. You don't have to worry".

I could hear her lightly chuckle.

" Alright, ladies and gentlemen…" She opens the door. As we all walked in, I understood what the Captain was saying about how the room had been 'altered'. With very awed eyes, I looked upon thick dark purple and green leaves. Some of the leaves were larger than the height of an average human, some smaller than the caterpillars that rested upon them, and the rest dwelled in the middle. Some leaves were attached to gigantic trees, staggering over their heads, and others stuck straight from the ground. All the trees' trunks were twisted in some fashion or another. There are assortments of color everywhere, even in mid air. Shady yellow just floated like rays of the sun. From far off, I can hear running water, but curious enough, it sounded as if it was running up. I can also hear the sound of chirps and squawks of birds and bugs all around, but it wasn't sharp. In the back of my mind, the sound of chairs and plates clatter, but it was complete overrun by the sound singing mocking jay, playing a familiar tune. The sounds seemed to soothe and relax all stressed muscles and thoughts. It was absolutely beautiful.

" Welcome to Wonderland…"

I didn't hear a gasp or small outcry from the others, so I just assumed I was the first seeing it for the first time. The captain turned to us, with an express I can't really understand…excitement maybe?

" Alright we will split into two groups. Ryan, David, Jason, you go and see how wide this area is. See how far it stretches and were the edges lay," They go off to the right, " Private, you are with my. We are going find our guest."

We head straight forward, without any sense of direction. I pulled out a compass, but was quickly to notice that the arrow was spinning out of control. There is either no magnetic pull in this place or something is totally wrong here. We stay silent, which I didn't mind. The sound of the nature around was pleasant enough, but about ten minutes into this impossible forest, I start getting this uneasy feeling. Something in the back of my mind is starting to stab.

" Ummm… Captain?" I softly ask, not trusting the sound of my own voice.

She doesn't stop.

" Captain?" I speak a louder.

" Yes?" she turns her head to me, but doesn't stop moving.

" I am feeling a little…uneasy," I admit.

" Why do you say that?"

" Well…" This is going to sound stupid, " I feel a little like we are being…"

" Watched," it wasn't a question.

I nodded. She turns her head forward. " That is because we are…"

" Oh…"

Once again we became silent. Then a rustle stabbed my head. It was loud and very close.

" Captain…?" I start again.

" What is it?" this time sound a little more annoyed than before.

" I think I heard something…"

She stops and turns to me. " Do you think you heard something or did you hear something?"

" I…" I was about to speak, when the sound of a ready gun came into sight. It was aimed at the Captain's head, upside down.

" No," chuckles a voice, " You did hear somethin'." The voice laughs darkly. It was British. The voice was of a British girl, cockney or something.

" By the way, Captain Broschette, I am not your guest. I am hostess and you're the unexpected guests that I have been so glacially expecting," She snarls.

The Captain frowns at the voice and turns away from me, finding nothing. She glances up to see the gun and the figure holding it. I look up too. My eyesight is bad, but she could be clearly seen. Oh my, she is beautiful. Her legs are hanging onto a branch, but the rest of her body is stilled in the air. She is wearing pants, and, do to my bad eyesight, an unrecognizable shirt with a hoody. She looked like a regular girl, but the most curious thing was that her hair was drifting like her body. It was as if she was standing up and not hanging upside from a tree.

" A new face, but only new to one present pair eyes. And I certain can say they are not mine," she goes on. Her movement was so fast and swift, that if I blinked, I would have missed her drop from the tree, land and replace the gun to the Captain's forehead. " Curious though, you have come now. Why? Why? Why has the silver child come to play?" the last part being in a singsong tune. She looks at me, completely ignoring the Captain and the gun she has to her head. Her golden eyes seemed to pierce. I feel a sudden shudder, and something creeping in the front of my mind, intruding my head. Her expression was a smirk, but something hid under it.

I step a little back.

" What?" is all I manage to get out.

She sighs and looks back to the gun.

" I really hate these things…" she glares at it for a moment, and then the gun vanishes. All that that is left a few golden shimmers that too disappears.

The Captain deeply breathes and collapses to her knees. I run to her side.

" Captain, are you alright?" I worryingly ask.

She looks up at and nods "Yes, a little frightened, but alright. I thought she would really pull, this time…"

" This time!" I gasp.

A sudden toll of a bell rings.

DONG…

DONG…

DONG…

DONG…

Then everything went silent, the forest, the birds, the bugs, and even the running water seemed to stay quite. The British girl had her back towards us and was looking up. After a second, she slowly raised both arms. As she did this, from her feet a golden glow started its way up her entire body, swirling around her like a controlled twister, until she was a bright gold blur. It being too bright for both of our eyes, the Captain and I cover our eyes.

The sound of everything returned, and we open our eyes. The girl is gone, but in her place is a sign. It says: Tea Time! Don't Be Late!