Alice was chucked through the door and landed with a
hard knock on the cold floor, the men walked in behind her.
From the floor, she slowly lifted her head, her
blurry eyes rose until she saw him and his figure focused in her sight.
“Mad Hatter” is what they call him. He sat calm and
still at the table. A fog of white smoke glazed around him. From her bruised
eyes she could just make out the poker cards gripped in his fingers. Although
his cold, heartless eyes were hidden behind the shadow of his giant purple hat,
she could feel him watching her…
“Alice” -He spoke without moving, instilling deep
fear into Alice with his cold and broken voice. She looked down and began to
shake.
“Alice, did you really think you could escape from
Wonderland…”
He said this as if it was not a question, and it
wasn’t. No one had EVER escaped from Wonderland. You would be crazy to try.
Once you came to Wonderland, your body didn’t belong to you anymore, it
belonged to them. It belonged to Hatter.
Alice had found her way to the sanctuary of
Wonderland just as all the other girls: young, addicted and desperate.
Their bodies used up and sold. They weren’t
prostitutes, they were property, merchandise bought and sold at the will of
Hatter. Slaves to their addictions.
Wonderland was their sanctuary of supply but also their prison.
Mushrooms, Potions, Teas, Bongs, Tablets, Trips
every substance and psychedelic, to stretch you, grow big
or small,
to make you see or not see,
to make you speed so you’ll never be
late or to stop time altogether.
…But worst of all… the White Rabbit. White Rabbit
lead you to a deep, dark hole, empty and evil. It was a drug so wicked the
moment you inhaled the thick white poison, you became immortal, but cursed. Slaved
to the drug, for if you ever stopped taking it, you would die.
White Rabbit smoke released in slow, dense circles
from Hatter’s mouth.
He stood up.
Alice’s heart began to race as he paced his way
towards her, eyes still hidden by his giant hat. He took his last step right
before Alice’s face, and stood. Alice shut her eyes tight.
this is cool , a dark version of alice in the wonderland, its nice that u changed the font type and size based on the worfd you used, but are we actually allowed to do that??
ReplyDeleteThis is so interesting i love how you changed up the story and made it seem more evil. i cant wait to read the rest of it.
ReplyDeleteWow this is awesome, i'm really enjoying it :) looking forward to the rest of the story. I love the description, and the idea of it all. Great idea. x
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