Alice and Rabbit were having tea in Wonderland. Alice loved teatimes, teatimes in her dreams confused with fantasies and reality.
She smelt the smoke, but Alice didn't want to wake up, she didn't want to wake up, she didn't want to ruin her teatime. The moment she woke up, she saw the upper floor on fire! Her parents!
"Save youself Alice!" Alice's parents shouted, their voices drowning in the incandescent flames. The cat was mewing in panic, and save for the oil lamp that was knocked over.
Staring up at a white ceiling with both wrists tied to a bar, Alice found herself in an asylum. Her only companion was her rugged teddy. The countless scars on Alice's wrists and hands were the beginning to many nightmares of Wonderland.
The hostile and menacing entrance of Wonderland greeted Alice. It was her fault Wonderland was filled with distorted chambers, black uninviting rivers, bloody brick walls and dangerous booby traps. The demented place was of hers to save.