Off To Wonderland

The End?

“Welcome back Dalton,” Mr. Sanders’ said. Dalton looked up at him.

“Dad? What happened? Where am I….” he pause for a moment, “Where is Amber?” Mr. Sanders frowned down at his son.

“Who is Amber?”

“She was….” He thought for a moment, “A girl I met in my dream,” Mr. Sanders smile and sat next to his son.

“Dalton, you were in a coma from an over dose of several kinds of drugs. You have been a sleep for three years. We are at the hospital.” Mr. Sanders pulled his boy into a hug. “I miss you so much son.” Dalton hugged him back.

Dalton was held a week longer for monitoring, just in case he should slip back into his coma while he slept. Today he was getting released. He pulled on his coat and walked down the hall next to his dad and Peter. A glass window caught his eye; he stopped and looked into the room.

“Dalton?” Mr. Sanders and Peter turned to look at him.

“I know that girl….” He said quietly. Mr. Sanders and Peter walked up behind him and looked in through the window. A young girl was lying on a bed hooked up to a life support machine. Her auburn curled around her pale skin. Her eyes were shut and a tub was taped to her mouth. A boy sat next to her with his head buried on her bed sheets.

“I highly doubt it,” said Peter. Dalton just stared at her.

“She was in my dream… she’s beautiful… “ he breathed.  Mr. Sanders took he son’s shoulder and getaly pulled him.

“Come one son,” he sighed, “let’s go home.” Daltons eyes lingered on the girl a little longer then he headed back down the hallway. Mr. Sanders looked at Peter. Peter smiled.

“As you wish, Mr. Sand Man,” He turned and headed into the room. Mr. Sanders followed behind his son.

“Amber, I’m so sorry,” Jake cried into her hospital bed, “I could protect you like I promised. I am so sorry.”

“Do you want to save her?” Jake sat up at lightning speed and looked at Peter who stood over him.

“You bastered!” he shouted standing up and grabbing Peter’s jacket, and cocking back his fist to punch him. “You killed her, you son-of-a-Bitch!”

“She isn’t dead,” Peter said calmly not even flinching, “She is just unconscious, and missing some brain waves. I can tell you how to save her, but it might take some time.” Jake didn’t move for a moment staring straight in to Peter’s icy blue eyes, then he let go of his jacket. Peter stepped back and readjusted it.

“How do I do it?” Jake asked.

“All you need to do is fine a substitute,” Peter smiled.

“A substitute,” Jake whispered. Peter tossed him a packet, and turned to walk away. Jake caught it and looked down to see several little blue capsules in it.  

“Find someone who will go through the red door,” Peter said as he left the room.

“Oh my gosh that is so funny,” Laughed Rebecca, as Jake finished his joke. She had just started going to a new school and he was her first friend. And she hoped it might even become something more. Jake smiled at her. and then his face fell a tad.

“Hey Rebecca….” He said.

“Yeah?” She asked.

“Have you ever tried SAND?”

The End :)

well this is the end of Off to Wonderland. Now my goal is to finnish MUTT next. If you haven't read it yet, maybe you should think about reading it :) Thanks for takeing the time to read this.

Later guys!!

Love, A.K.