Madness, Madness, as they all fall down. There is nothing wrong with a little madness, but even a little madness can grow out of control. "Madder than the hatter himself," they whisper. Some even swear she's been to wonderland and had tea with the Queen of Hearts. They are right to say that she is mad, crazy, and even off-her-rocker. They were always right. Were. Until SHE got to them. Then, suddenly, they were no more. She is known as the Mad Mistress, the Queen of Crazy. They have tried to catch her, to contain all her crazy before she ripped everyone to shreds, but they always failed. She wouldn't be caught unless she wanted to be. Packs, hordes, families, systems that have been there for ages, crumble before her. Everyone and everything eventually succumbs to her crazy. The Mad Mistress is on a rampage... And no one can stop her.