Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (Spinoff of Alice in Wonderland)

Chapter 4: Wonderland

I'm falling. Alice's arms reached out to grab something, anything to keep her from falling toward her certain doom. Cabinets and shelfs were stuck into the dark brown dirt that surrounded her, but she couldn't touch anything. The light at the top of the hole was becoming smaller and smaller as she fell deeper and deeper.

When she could no longer see the entrance she came through, Alice flipped her body over so that her stomach faced the way she was falling. It took most of her strength to do just that little movement and her stomach did a few turns as she flipped.

Alice could now see a cabinet with cranberry wood sticking out of the dirt close enough for her to touch the edges of it. She reached her hand out as far as she could stretch it and grasped a jar of honey, or what was honey, now it was only an empty glass container with honey labeled in yellow letters on it. 'Useless.' She waited for another cabinet or shelf to be close enough for her to touch, and when another cabinet came close, she placed the jar of honey on top of it.

Down, down she fell. Further and further into an endless tunnel, its sides growing smaller and smaller so that Alice's body could now barely fit. She tried to stop herself by digging her feet into the dirt and using her hands to grab something, but the dirt was so slippery that she would hold on for a second or two but eventually fall. She thought it was over, that any minute now the sides would be too small for her to fit, and that she would hit the ground with a crash. Alice closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable.

When her curiosity got the best of her, Alice opened one eye hesitantly and found that the ground was much closer than she thought. Alice slammed into the object so hard that it broke. 'Oh no! Now I've gone and broke the ground!'

Flipping her body over, Alice sighed in relief. It was only a portrait of a woman she slammed through and broke. The girl looked to be about Alice's age with brown-black hair that was curly and ended at the girl's waist. Alice couldn't make out anything else accept the outline of where she crashed though the portrait. 'That gave me quite a fright. Imagine what would happen if I broke the ground and ended up on the other side of the world! How would mother ever find me?'

At last, Alice was forced to turn so that her feet were facing where she was falling to. The hole no longer had shelfs or cabinets lodged into the dirt, but instead, portraits of multiple people were placed about an inch inside the dirt that was now a reddish brown. What startled Alice was the faces inside the portraits, or rather, the lack of faces. There were just people with face shapes and hair but no eyes, noses or mouths. The portraits seem to fly past Alice for quite some time, and, to Alice's dismay, the hole grew so small that she had to keep her arms glued to her side at all times.

When Alice thought the end would come and the hole would be to small for her to fit through, a large opening appeared so quickly that Alice gasped in surprise. She only blinked for a second before it appeared. She was sitting on a white marble floor, such a large contrast with her falling through the air that she felt weird not to be drifting in midair. She did not even remember hitting the ground. She only knew that one second she was in a never ending tunnel falling to her certain doom, and the next she was sitting flat on the ground, her legs stretched out in front of her, tingling as an after effect of the fall.

Standing up, she looked above her, and, to her amazement, there was no sign of a small three by three foot opening in the ceiling. Instead, there was a large, white and circular ceiling that dipped in the middle where an ornate chandelier hung from a point in the center. The silver chandelier was adorned with jewels and glistened in the light produced by its seven, bright light sources. Instead of the lightbulbs Alice normally saw in the chandeliers at her house, the light produced by the chandelier was made from white flames that glowed with warmth, similar to the flames she saw on candles except they were magnified several times.