My Trip to Wonderland

Chapter 7

Sophie crept silently and slowly down the hall, just to make sure she would not wake up Rosy. She was on a blood lust, she killed not to drink but to see other's bleed, slowly and sweetly. In this world there were many people like her. Who crave on killing others. They trick their victims into liking them and then once the victim has their back turned. Dead, that was what you are, dead. As she got closer her heart thumped in rapid beat, hardly standing the wait. Her eyes wanted her victim cry and scream mercy and her name. Cry out in utter and complete pain as the knife comes into contact with her soft delicate skin. As it opens the sweet blood pumps out with every bit of her heart beat.

She screams and her tears taste of the utter pain. Sophie wants to see Rosy bleed to death and Rosy cry as the last thing she sees is her own blood and Sophie with the knife. Sophie's nose wants to smell the sweet scent of Rosie's blood and hear the melody of Rosy's cry. Sophie wants to run her victim dead and be honored for defeating the human in Wonderland. She would be honored, then turn in the cat for what he has done.

Sophie's Point of View

 I was close now, so close to my victory. All the blood lust would finally be calmed and I will get the adrenaline rush. My core is rushing with anticipation, I cannot stand being more patient. Before I come to realization of what I am doing my foot pounds the door open. My mind and body were crazed with the urge of the kill, I was not in control as the lust took over. Sweet Rosy, your end has come. I crept in the room, my insides soaring with happiness and craziness.

I lost all insanity as I saw the bumps of her body under the covers. The sweet sound of a faint heart beating. As I listen to the content heart beat, I cannot help but speak sweetly. "Sweet Rosy, your end has come." Wait, there is two breath's, two heart beats. I turn around to where the other heart beat is coming from only to find the bedroom door slam shut and no one there. This was the work of a cat. I turned around to come face to face with the cat's sister, Dog herself.

"Miss me Sophie?" She asked sweetly but hatred twinkled in her eyes. I was entranced with dog's deep brown eyes not to notice her foot slam into my gut. I fell down in pain. Searing pain shot through me, my instinct was to hold the place the pain hurt.  My body acted on instinct. I pulled out my knife, ready to swipe. Before I could realize what was happening she robbed the knife out of my hand and pressed it against my neck.

I looked up into Dog's eye and knew she did not have the heart to kill. I was safe.

The Dog's Point of View.

I alerted my insane brother, the Cat. He would come to get Rosy out of this mess. It was all part of the plan. We were all part of it apart from my brother, poor brother. Well enough of that. I grabbed the rope out of my bad and dragged Sophie out of Rosy's room. Leaving Sophie tied up I pulled out my phone and called the Cat.

As it went to answer phone I thought of how Rosy was out of my brother's league. With her curvy stunning figure, silver eyes, red foxy hair, lean smooth legs, milky skin, full red lips, cute little face and her awesome sense of fashion. Yep, I felt sorry for her being stuck with my brother. I wonder if she is dreaming about him right now?.......

Rosy's Point of View

I saw it all, as soon as The Cat's sister, also known as, The Dog sneaked into the room I was resting in. I couldn't get to sleep but I closed my eyes and made my breath heavy, just so I could fall asleep. I tried to dream, I even tried tiring myself out but nothing seemed to work. It was like my mind possessed me and took control of me or seemed awake. It was crazy but there was a force, protecting me. Making me alert.

Then I remembered a trick I learned so I could stay awake, sleep paralysis. Basically I was told to close my eyes and breath and just do that. Nothing else and soon I will feel a heavy blanket cover my lungs and limbs and then there I am, I can hear whats going on but I am technically asleep.

As I lay breathing I refused to move and soon it took over. Like a quiet force laying a strangling blanket, restricting me from moving, just dreaming on a wild adventure while listening. It was then I heard the lightest footsteps possible. I then hear whispers, the faintest whispers like, "Your going to be okay Rosy" and "I'll get you out of here soon". It made me dream of the bedroom surrounding me. Then a girl standing beside the door hiding, I could not see her features, all I knew was she was standing there. She kept her breath low, so low it was like she was trying to to be seen or heard. I looked at her and realised she only saw me as the girl sleeping on the bed, not where I am not looking at her. Then I heard it, it was very faint like a mouses feet dancing gracefully across the hall outside.

Then a loud thud happened, like the bomb to my very death. As the blood lust was in the air, the lust for my blood was in Sophie's innocent eyes as she entered the room trying to be silent not to wake me up. But as she saw me and all she saw was the bumps I could see her eyes go crazed. That helpless sad girl back there was now crazed with death and blood lust. She only now saw in me the blood inside my veins and my heart. I don't know how I knew this or if I was just dreaming. I just felt my body shiver and goose bumps now crept upon me.

Her mouth was talking and her body was shivering with anticipation as she spoke the words announcing my death, "Sweet Rosy your end has come." My heart thumped louder but only in my soul form, no to her it was still sweet and still. Then her face looked horrified and confused. Her eyes said it all, there was another heart beat in the room. The figure spoke a voice calm but sounded insane, in a good way."Miss me Sophie?"The voice asked as Sophie got caught up staring at the figure's beauty.

As the door slammed shut there was no one behind Sophie as she turned around to face the noise of the slam. Then she turned back but a figure was in front of her catching her off guard. I could see the shock and fear but mostly envy in her eyes. Sophie did not notice when the figure's foot slammed hard into her gut causing her to fall down in pain. It was then Sophie pulled out the knife but as soon as she did it was swiped out of her hand and held against her neck. She and the figure left the room leaving me in shock at what happened.

Looks can deceive you so easily, the sweetest can harm you and the darkest can help you. It didn't take long before my soul left the scene of the room and I felt my body be lightened up. Like the blankets of weight were lifted off and I was free. My eyes opened as my body felt the cold chill as soon as the blanket were lifted. It was too late for me to move, as his eyes met mine. I screamed and kicked him hard. My body moved on instinct as my legs ran, running from the threat after me. He was fast but I would not let him catch me as I ran outside into the forest.

But really I was running into my doom.