Ah. D: It's been a while since I updated. Sorry. ;_; Well it's about 9PM and I'm sick with a cold, so this may not be the best chapter, but it is gonna be kinda brutal. But first I wanna give a thanks to my reviewers! :3

-AkuRoku Lover

-MakenshiCrona

-Rubicon 9 Of Hearts {I went back in Reatraces 60 – 64 (They finally made the new one :D) & I don't recall her mentioning that memory, but it does say that Oz wants to talk to her about what he saw at the Cheshire cat's dimension, which is of course, that memory.}

-Aku no tenshi

-shiruri-chan {I finished the series back in about July I think. C:}

Okay, now on to the story! 8D!

Chapter 4: Dancing in the Massacre

Alice walked away from the scene, pondering to herself whether or not she

gave Gil the right kind of hints or not. She sighed to herself, figuring even someone like him could easily figure out what she had meant by her choice of words.

She slightly began to pick up her pace, scared that Gil would question her about it and ask her for more details on that memory. Alice shuddered, and had to stop, her whole body trembling just from bringing up that memory. The girl fell to the ground, shaking vigorously, as the memory began to replay in her mind once more.

Alice's POV.

I felt that damn memory sink back into me. I cursed to myself a number of times for even thinking about that. I couldn't stop it from starting itself over again. I had to force myself to watch my own death.

The memory came to me first in a blur, and then clearing up. There I was, sitting there on the ground while holding a precious doll in my hands. I felt some kind of sadness, as if I wished the doll was something, or someone, else. *I could sense so much fear building up inside me, as if I had just seen something terrible, something traumatizing that couldn't leave my head, something I wanted to forget..

My thought were interrupted when I heard footsteps, and I could feel my emotionless expression perk up into a smile. I stood up, clearly excited, then shouted with much enthusiasm, "JACK!"

I was in for a rude awakening.

I heard laughter, that cruel, maniacal laughter you would normally only hear in those horror movies. I knew it all too well. It was Vincent.

He came up to my room, smirking with a playful look in his discolored eyes. How I despised it, that one golden eye and one red eye staring into my helpless lavender ones. I glared at him, obviously disappointed and very upset. "Leave me alone Vincent! Just get out of here."

Vincent's smirk grew, as he walked closer to me. I stopped near the middle of the room, as did he.

"Ah, Alice. You're such a nuisance. To me, to Glen, and even to Jack! I think, if he survives, he'll feel like a burden's been lifted after I've done this." My eyes widened, and I felt my body shaking even more. He smiled so wide that I could see both rows of his teeth, his eyes glinting at me with delight.

I didn't notice that one hand was behind his back.

Before I could further react, I felt something piercing my neck. Tears began to form in my eyes, as I looked down at my neck.

A large gash made with scissors was sliced into my neck.

I screamed, loud, trying to get away from him. Instead, I felt the scissors gash deeper into me. My eyes were still wide opened, and still filled with tears, when I felt myself take a last breath and collapse to the ground.

This time, I was watching the memory from my own point of view. Instead of being & feeling everything in my body from the memory, I was simply now seeing it from myself in the present time.

Besides, I couldn't be anything if I was dead.

The sight was brutal. There was blood spilling from around me, and it greatly stained my white and blue dress I had been wearing. My bangs had fallen aback from the fall, and my long chestnut locks were spread out over the checkered floor. My bright, violet eyes we're now cleansed of any life that once was in them. If you looked close enough, you could see tears slightly drying up down my cheeks. My face was losing color by the second.

All Vincent did was stand there and laugh. All he did for the longest time was laugh madly, before he finally dropped the scissors near my corpse, and ran out of the room.

When I was withdrawn from the memory, I found myself sobbing. The tears wouldn't stop, I didn't want them to stop. I just needed to cry here. Alone. That's all I would ever be. I'm simply a girl who fears loneliness because she's faced it so much. Now it's time to live in my fears, and finally accept them.

At least, I thought it was before I felt strong arms wrap around me and pull me close to something unfamiliar. Unfamiliar, yet so welcoming.

Hmmm.. I wonder who would run up to Alice and hold her at a time like this? e.e Well if you didn't notice the little * I put, I'm gonna clarify that point in case you didn't understand why Alice had felt that way.

In Episode 14 of the anime, it shows Oz walking through the Tragedy of Sabrie, where there were endless dead bodies laying there, and the place was filled with the stench of blood. Oz points out how this is a dimension of Alice's memories, so all of this Alice saw. I interpreted that after Alice saw all of this, she ran back to her little tower to get away from the mess, and shortly after she was killed by Vincent (Which, as far as I know, isn't yet confirmed, but it's my best guess.)

I think the next chapter will be the last one? I dunno yet, there isn't too much else left to add in this story.. xD

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