In the dark streets of New York City, cold and alone was somebody that wasn't quite ready to go to bed just yet. Her name was Alice Muddle and her last name described her life somewhat spot on, Alice got herself into many a difficult situations from multiple pregnancies to some time in prison. Alice was a mess and she had always been such a sweet girl in her childhood, in the summer she would run around on the lush green landscape that sit behind her home in the countryside back in Britain, in the winter she would cuddle up around the fire whilst her grandmother Sandra would read her stories from the library of her imagination. Alice always did show more affection for her grandmother than she did her own mother and this was probably due to the way her mother treated her behind closed doors. Alice's mother Paula would beat Alice black and blue in short bursts and then sit back in her rocking chair and turn back to the brandy...Alice's worst enemy. Brandy had only played a large part in her mothers life ever since her father had died and Paula had moved onto many other men, some called her a prostitute whilst others preferred to use terms like floozy and "a woman of many relations" but Alice hated her mother without a doubt.
When Alice was slightly older in her late teens her mother decided that she would kick Alice out of the house because it would cost her less to look after her, but what she really meant was that more brandy could exist in the place of Alice Muddle. Luckily Alice had a few good friends that offered to put up with her for the passing months that Alice was able to find a steady job and get back on her feet...this was the point where she had the option to turn her life around but she didn't. Alice decided to get a job at the local bar in town to serve drinks and help deliver a friendly atmosphere to the place. She never did work in a bar as a bartender, instead she worked in the back rooms where she offered her body to lonely middle aged men in return for money and the occasional fix of drugs. Alice was a mess and she only kept up this "bartender" charade for a small amount of time before her caring friend decided that she had abused this favour completely. Alice now homeless would have to find some form of abode on her own and she did, she turned her back room job into a business where she would now make trips to the clients home and make love to them there...she was beaten by the so called "clients" many of times but she didn't care as long as she had a place to stay it was fine with her.
Alice was a beautiful girl, blonde and around 5 foot tall, she was naturally thin and curvy and that's what got her into so many fights because women envied her wherever she went. The most memorable of those times was down a back alley whilst doing "business" with a client when the client's wife happened to walk by with her friends after a night out on the town. The wife wasn't the thinnest of people and was angry with her husband and the body that she had wished for, her friends instantly jumped all over Alice with their heels and repeatedly beat her with their fists and heels and they left Alice to bleed over the pavement. Alice wasn't happy with her life after this event she wished for change but due to her history she wouldn't be able to change, people now knew her as the "Blue aproned mistress" which was her work uniform. Alice had lost her friends and family all for this shady and terrible lifestyle and for what?...a good time? Girls of that age should be at home with their friends on a weekend not out on the street offering their body for some money, Alice envied this lifestyle...the one she could have had but she knew this was all her own doing and she would have to live with that.
Back on the cold and dark streets of New York City was Alice Muddle, in the early hours of the morning when she was approached by a man in a top hat and suit. Alice couldn't quite understand as to why a man of such class was out during this hour of the morning. "Excuse me miss would you be the one that most refer to as the Blue aproned mistress by chance?". The gentleman was looking Alice up and down whilst smiling to which Alice replied "I might be it depends who is asking?" The gentleman laughed and twiddled his cane around beside him "Well some refer to me as the Sad Hatter". Alice had heard of The Sad Hatter before, he ran a small group of thugs that would mug people out on the streets during the early hours of the moring near the local bars to take money from the drunks. "I am afraid I am not working currently Mr.Hatter so I will be going now". The tall gentleman thrusted his cane in front of Alice to prevent her leaving "not so fast mistress I have been told to give you these". The man extended his hand and dropped a few pills into Alice's hand and walked away without another word, the bag the pills came in had no markings as far as Alice could see but they were coloured a yellow and pink. Alice looked back up from the pills and Hatter had gone...but the real question remained of who sent Hatter to deliver these pills?
