Aurora's point of view:
Was this all just a delusional dream? Was I going stir crazy from the lack of sleep?
I quickly rubbed my eyes in disbelief and fascination unable to recognise if this was a dream or a state of insanity, but the figure of the white rabbit did not disappear.
This was not fantasy, this was reality.
‘‘Where is my sister?’’ I questioned, confused and dazed.
I stood for a moment contemplating this irrational and delusional scenario that I found myself emerged in, my breath dancing amongst the chilliness of the cool night air as the wind began to pick up pace, rustling the vibrant oranges and reds of the autumn leaves as they gently danced and twirled amongst the darkness of the mysterious night before falling gently and elegantly on the crisp damp ground.
I glanced at the rabbit's enchanting blue eyes as he met my gaze.
‘‘Why my dear... she is in Wonderland.''
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Murder in Wonderland. - On hold.
FantasyAurora 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.
