Mallory lived a normal life in London. Years after her mother died she lived on her own in the large estate that she had inherited. The estate yards were large and empty nobody ever visited what with people thinking Alice was mad. She lived alone with many servants and maids but she usually ignored them and they ignored her.<br/><br/>Mallory walked down the estate hallways, her shoes echoing off of the empty walls as she walked. She opened the doors of the estate and walked to the back yard garden. The roses were all red as usual. Mother would grow upset when they weren't red. Something about a bad experience.<br/><br/>When Mallory was younger, her mother would tell her stories of her "adventures" in a mystical place she called Wonderland. Her mother always made it out to seem that Wonderland was a great place. But as Mallory got older, she soon came to realize that her mother was going insane. Every time she would bring up Wonderland, the story would change. The fantastical world she was meant to think of turned dark and terrifying. When Alice died, Wonderland died as well, and Mallory never wanted to hear about it again.<br/><br/>She was in the garden when she caught a flash of white zip by in her peripheral vision. She looked at it and gave chase. The white thing of fluff zipped around in the maze until it came to rest at a large hole in the ground. Mallory stopped dead in her tracks and shook her head. "No... This isn't real." Was all she could get out before the rabbit shoved her into the hole.<br/><br/>And she fell down... Down.... Down the rabbit hole...