~Renee~
Taking place as Isabelle went down the Rabbit hole the first time.
We came back from Dinner only to find Isabelle to not be in my room asleep! There were no signs of her leaving, so we assumed she was just in another room. We checked the whole house. Nothing. "Oh my God!" Isabelle's mom was saying. Then I checked her bag in the room she was in. A large bag was opened on her bed. Her journal was open. I almost walked away, being the trustworthy person I am, but I saw a doodle of a blue moth on the opened page. Then I remembered the Book series she loved so much. She had gotten me a paperback cover of the first book for my birthday a while ago. I had been so occupied with, well, London, so I had never really gotten around to it. I climbed up to my loft where I had a trunk full of unread books my parents and others had gotten for me. (Isabelle said I was spoiled, I dunno, maybe, but I don't care.) I sifted through old novels to finally grab the green book from the bottom. I sat and began to read, despite everything else. A few minutes later, I was so into it. It was amazing! I kept reading, and reading, and reading. Soon, I was halfway through. (I'm a fast reader.) And I came to the sickening realization that there was a mirror in the guest bedroom. I didn't have a key, but I could just go to the garden! "Hey, mom, dad, I'll go out into town to look for her. She couldn't have gone far." I told my parents. They nodded and I ran outside, to the tube (the train), and in just in time. I hurried to the Thames garden and looked around. Then I saw it. Isabelle, in some sort of dress that looked like something from..."Wonderland." I gasped, and saw an African American girl run over to a tied up man who looked like...Jeb! My head spun. It was real! She began to untie him as Isabelle, a girl in skinny jeans with long auburn hair, and a woman with a wedding dress on shot down a hole. I hesitated then followed.
~Isabelle's mom~
Shortly after Renee leaves
Isabelle really did love that book series. She was always rambling about the Thames garden and a rabbit hole. But she would never actually...what is she did. If she did...but she would never. Oh no. I could call the police, but what would they do? They'd think I was crazy. So I stayed in the house. She would come back. She always did.
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A (not so graceful) fall down the rabbit hole (A splintered fanfic)
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