Alice's point of view:
A ear piercing scream danced upon my lips as I felt my body being thrown onto a hard wooden floor.
Slowly I sat up, terrified of what could lay in the uncertainty of the darkness before me as I gradually began to regain my vision.
Placing my hands firmly on the ground, I looked around the dimly lit cellar for support in the murky darkness I found myself held captive in. As I lifted myself up from the cold wooden ground my hands began to feel for the walls around me looking for sturdiness and comfort in this barren and unfamiliar territory.
‘‘Mr Hatter, White rabbit, where are you?’’ I cried wiping the crystal blue tears away from my eyes as they threatened to fall and crash around me.
How long had I been held captive here?
Swiftly an ablaze of white light emerged from the metal door at the top of the steel stairs laid in front of me.
‘‘So, we meet again… Alice.’’
Averting my gaze towards the sudden ablaze of light and the daunting familiar voice I watched warily as the shadowed figure began to walk towards me stepping into the light and in front of me.
In this whimsical facade of madness I was unable to determine who this could be. Who was this crazed figure lurking in the newly blazing and blinding white light?
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Murder in Wonderland. - On hold.
FantasiAurora is determined to find out the truth behind her sisters disappearance but what she doesn't know is that; once you enter Wonderland, you can't escape. It's a prison for the weird and wonderful.
