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Chapter 13
Pophite's head was pounding, she could hear her heart pumping. The room was poorly lit by candles and an old chandelier, the wallpaper might have been white but it was old and yellowing. A long table sat in the middle of the room an assortment of wooden chairs each looking like it belonged to a different table. At the end of the table stood a thin shadowy figure, a small teacup between two fingers. Her arms and legs were tied to a chair that was too large for her leaving her legs parted, she had been changed from the black and gray Titans uniform to a worn stained baby blue dress that didn't even reach mid-thigh. The smell of urine was overpowering, due to the fact that the chair and her clothing were soaked she assumed it was her own Urine.
"Alice, your awake" The figure straightened revealing a tall bony man wearing a tall green hat and a worn green suit.
"Who are you?" Prophet asked her throat dry,
"Why Alice it's me, the mad hatter" The man began skulking around the table "Oh you've forgotten again Alice" His tone was impatient. He was now standing behind the chair,
"Let me remind you, Alice" He was whispering, his lips inches from her ear. The sound of a Tape sliding into a player, he twisted the chair to the right to face a wall with a white sheet hung on it. It took a minute or two before the picture of a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, she wore dark clothing, she had a small ring through her nose. She didn't seem aware that the picture was being taken, the picture shifted to reveal that the photos were taken from across the street, a couple more pictures flashed by all showing the same girl appearing in three outfits 1 of which was a Gotham Acadamy school uniform. After a picture showing the girl looking displeased sitting in front of a birthday cake with the words Happy Birthday Alice written on top, an older tired-looking woman next to her, the photo had been taken from a booth right next to theirs, was completely different this one had a bright background like a children's nursery. In this photo she was lying on a white wooden framed bed, she was wearing a light blue dress, it was not the same dress that Prophet now wore but it was extremely similar. The next couple of photos showed the girl's imprisonment one photo showed a close-up of her face, she was crying her nose ring was gone, and blood dripping down her face. The next photo showed the girl on a concrete floor her dress disheveled partially torn and removed, the picture shifted the next one the picture taker had moved closer, and a large dark pool had grown from under the girl's still body. The tape ended with a picture of a tree with Alice carved in the trunk with a mound of dirt ajar beneath it. Prophet sucked in a breath as she felt the hand on her right breast through the dress.
"Fuck you" Prophet whispered
"What?" The Hatter's lips were still inches from her ear
"Fuck you, you bastard!" She yelled throwing her head back, the back of her skull connected with the man's cheek, he staggered backward his hand flying to his cheek,
"Oh Alice, that mouth of yours always gets you in trouble" The sound of a new tape sliding into the player followed his words "Don't worry we can fix that" The sheet in front of her lit up. The pictures being projected seemed random most showed large plants and old castles tea parties or close-ups of bugs flashing by quickly a second or two for each photo before changing to the next, it took a minute before the sound of an old copy of Alice in Wonderland began playing, Prophet could only hear the audio, she couldn't tell if the movie was actually playing somewhere in the room or not.
When she woke up she was covered in sweat, the room seemed darker more shadows seemed to reach out from every corner, at some point the tape must have been restarted cause Alice was once again entering Wonderland.
"Rachel" Prophet hadn't noticed the girl standing beside her. Her eyes glowed red, an extra pair set back further in her temples, her hair was blonde cut in a messy bob similar to prophet's. The girl wore a white cloak with a hood hanging behind her back.
"You need to help me" Prophet begged "I'm sorry I can't," The girl said regretfully "No please, please you have to help me" Prophet was crying, her vision blurry. The other girl placed her hand against Prophites cheek,
"Please" Prophite leaned into the girl's hand "I'm sorry, I can't, not yet," The girl said, in a sorrowful voice. The Laugh came from the shadows in front of Prophet, the laugh almost sounded more like a shriek, Another girl stepped out from the shadows she was clearly a bit older than Prophet, her eyes jet black, her hair was the same messy bob as the other two but hers was dark blue. Like the girl in white, she wore a cloak though hers was black and the hood was pulled over her head, her cloak was also wide open, her pale skin was evident as she wore only a large chain that just barely covered her breasts, with a heart-shaped lock resting between them holding the whole chain together, A second chain was looped within the first, this one clung tightly down her spine connecting the chain on top to a smaller chain fitted around her hips holding a small metal plate tightly against her body, finally she had a pair of black high heel boots reaching halfway up her shin.
"Don't worry I'll help you, Rachel" She took a step forward placing her foot on the arm of the chair. She kicked out sending the chair tumbling back.
"No" The girl in white reached out to catch the chair.
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