<div style="text-align: justify;">Alice kept the Rabbit in her arms, snuggling him closer to her. That was strange, and scary. The girl swallowed hard and stayed silent for a while. That was wrong. It had to be wrong. That was just a mental institution, and now that. Alice shook her head, trying to get her thoughts back in place. That wasn't working, though.<br/><br/>"I... I can't understand this, Michael", she murmured. "I know that people here are a lot kinder than every other place. But still..." Alice blinked a few times, trying not to cry out of frustration. All of that was too much for her to simply understand. <br/><br/>"If that lady was the daughter of the Queen... so is my mother? Or weren't they really sisters  at all?". The girl was confused, near the breaking point, but she was trying hard.<br/><br/>"What do you all want me to do?", she finally asked. There had to be something, after all. Some reason why she had been taken to that hospital, of all the others. A reason why the Rabbit had been sent after her. It wasn't just because of her stories. It couldn't be, there had to be something else.</div>