Chapter 3: The Visitor

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The Visitor.

Unknown P.O.V.  

"Oh dear, Oh dear sweet Alice!" I sigh leaving to get bandages; I'll have to have a talk with Mouse about the proper use of the bells later. When I return I take a proper look at the girl on the floor, she seems so sad and tired, not the same adorable bubbly little girl she once was, and she's more like the scared little girl she was before we rescued her. Gently grabbing her arm to examine it I notice the giant holes in her arm, some of the skin seems to be gone and others are hanging off she's lost a lot of blood. I see her wince as I get to work as fast as possible, unfortunately it needs stitches. "Damn wolves!" I angrily mutter as she starts to whimper, oh how this breaks my heart my dear Alice please forgive me. As I finish wrapping the bandages on her arm and admiring my work. I get to work on the rest of her wounds, just a couple bruises and scratches here and there nothing as bad as her arm, except the horrible knot on her head. "Well at least it's not as bad as her arm a bandage and cold washcloth should fix it right up." I say mostly to myself. When I finish my work I carry her back to her room and change her clothes, careful not to look of course wouldn't be able to call myself a gentlemen if I didn't. I tuck her in and just stare at her remembering every detail afraid if I look away she'll disappear. We found her again the other will be so thrilled, I glance at my watch "Oh my look at the time! Off schedule already, this simply won't do!" I exclaim.

"Time to get to work" I say clapping my hands together. Grabbing all the cleaning supplies I possibly I can I head to her "mothers" room; I have always loathed this horrible woman treating our sweet Alice the way she did. As I'm cleaning the floor I notice a note and what I read makes my blood boil, my nails getting longer and teeth sharper I take a deep breath must not lose control, it's not very proper. I want to rip that horrid woman's head off leaving Alice for a man, saying she always loved Alice! How absurd she's not even her real mother, she would always try and get Alice's father to give her up. She is a cruel woman through and through, but if something happened to her it would only frighten Alice... maybe when she gets her memories back maybe then. To be honest I'm surprised she kept Alice with her after her father died. After cleaning all the blood and messes around the house, I stock the house with supplies she may be alone for now but she won't worry about food, just a little while longer Alice and you won't be alone any longer. I go back to check on her I should leave a note so she isn't frightened when she wakes. "Alice you have no idea how special you are and how much we need you, how much Wonderland needs you." I whisper gently while stroking her cheek, glancing at my clock I notice the time. "Oh dear I'm late, dreadfully late!" I exclaim as I scurry off.

Will you remember soon?  

Will you be able to restore Wonderland?  

Are you truly ready?

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