Greasy blonde hair springing from one direction to the next with her dull blue eyes. Dark and Damp covered in maggots; What an interesting turn of events.
Alice; Poor Alice she claimed to have met a talking white rabbit, small lazy mice, talking flowers, smoking callapilars, and the Mad Hatter. Raising from a large black hole to which she fell. Alice ran straight to her sister Margaret but never found her because I was watching her stumble around the grey wilting garden “Margaret! Margaret! I have something extraordinary to share with you” The high-pitched britsh girl repeated over and over. Until she gave up.
My lifeless eyes followed Alice limp toward her crumbling down home ‘She still has no clue’. Alice pushed open the large door as a loud squeal emitted from it. The house was dark and cold no sign of life what-so-ever. “Mother? Father? Where is everyone?” Alice trended up the stairs creaking under her footsteps as I follow silently Walking through the hallways of an abandoned house was never really my favorite.
Alice came to a set of two doors as she raised her hand to open she hesitated just for a second. Alice pushed the doors open dramatically and let out a loud gasp “Hatter! What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in wonderland”. I raised an eyebrow curious for on the bed was a muscle rotted man with a top hat; The eye socket had ants crawling out, nails completely gone showing the only blooded red meat underneath, and a large gaping hole on the side of the man's face showing the decaying teeth.
