Chapter 2, Through the Door
The feeling of smashing your head against the floor of an unidentified room isn't exactly the way Alice would have been spending her day as a runaway. She sat up her head aching with pain. She felt the side of her scalp which was covered in wet blood. She wiped the blood on her white skirt, before noticing how extremely cold it was. The floor was draped with sheets of ice. The walls were head to toe frozen. She shivered as the air was nipping at her thin arms. Two doors stood on opposite ends of the room. Both were wooden, and not yet frozen. The blood on the side of her head began to crust along with the stain on her skirt.
In the center of the room were two skeleton keys lying upon a rounded glass table. The keys no doubt led to each of the doors. Beside the keys was a note that read, "Make your choice. The decision is yours." Alice pondered the idea. Both keys were exactly the same. Then she looked back at the doors and a light went off in her head. Alice spoke to herself quietly, "The keys must match the side the doors are on." "The left key must match the left door, while the right key must match the right door. But what door to pick?" At this point Alice was completely flustered. She had to get out of the cold. After being outside in the wet rain and then being trapped in a freezing ice room she knew the decision had to be made. She picked up the left key and approached the left door sliding the key in the lock and turning it.
The door creaked open and a pale green light peered through. She stepped into the room which turned into a world. The door slammed behind her. She turned back to face where the sun would have been. It was now a green illumination shining through. She was in some sort of forest. Canopies covered the roof or maybe the sky? She heard noises like her nightmares from when she was in the institution. Suddenly, large slim creatures appeared from the light like monsters of the night. Alice turned back to the door grabbing the handle. Push. The door wouldn't budge. Tug. The door didn't move. Punch. Not a hole in sight but a very hurt hand. She was trapped just like the institution, just like the ice room, and just like her whole life. She whirled around her matted hair spinning like a teacup. She stared into the blood red eyes of a heard of sinister snakes.
They were pit vipers to say the least, but very poisonous and frightening. She had landed herself right back into insanity. The snake stood on the bottom of its slick stomach. He spoke in a raspy voice. "You made the wrong choice, and now you shall suffer the consequences." The pit vipers closed in for the kill, spreading their jaws to show teeth as sharp as daggers. That's when everything went black. Alice closed her mind off knowing she was going to die. She cut off any feeling of pain as he did when she was a part of the institution. She now knew her fate was sealed with death. The kiss of death had greeted her for trying to outsmart him.