Introduction: Following The Rabbit

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 "I'm late! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!" The voice of a frantic girl wakes me up from my nap. I stretch and yawn. A white rabbit runs by in a hurry. How curious.

I chase after it through the bushes when I see a girl jump into a hole in the ground. A girl with rabbit ears. I peer into the hole. It's about the size of a sewer cover, but that's besides the point. There is no bottom; it just goes on and on and on into darkness. Where'd the rabbit go? Who was that girl? Are they the same person?

"Only one way to find out I suppose." I shrug. It's not like I have anything better to do. "Down the rabbit hole I go."

I jump. I fall. I fall for longer. I fall for a long time. How much longer until I reach the bottom? The impossible happens. Objects float upward. Cups and saucers, teapots, plates, tea party cutlery flies past me. Where am I going? What sort of world has floating silverware? I hear water below me. Am I about to land in a teapot? I really hope not. My dress is going to get all wet and wet clothes are really uncomfortable.

As I keep falling, the sound of rushing water gets louder and louder. The earthy tones around me turn into pastel blues. Am I flying now? What is this shenanigans? Am I going up or down? Below me, water comes into view. At least, it looks like water. Steam rises from it. Oh! Maybe it's a hot spring? I could tolerate getting wet for that. I-Wait, how am I going to land?

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