<div style="text-align: justify;">Alice sighed when the Rabbit said her father seemed to notice her. Maybe that was true, but it didn't change the fact that it wasn't the right kind of attention. Treating your youngest daughter as a crazy person and destroying her coping mechanism wasn't exactly good parenting. But now, Alice knew she was better off away from her parents. Even if this away was inside a mental institution. At least at the hospital, she was treated moderately well. There was food, shelter and limitless writing material as long as she behaved.<br/><br/>So, in a strange and sad way, Alice was more cared for in a hospital with strangers than at home with Mom and Dad. And now there was the Rabbit. Maybe things would improve for her in there. And maybe... she would never have to go back home.<br/><br/>With a sigh, Alice smiled softly when the Rabbit pulled the blanket around her. His words made her a little confused, but Alice was already irresistibly sleepy, to the point where she didn't have the time to ask any questions. As soon as the girl closed her eyes, she drifted off to sleep. It took a while, but soon images of the strange land she wrote and drew about were slipping into her mind and forming themselves with vibrant colors.<br/><br/>Back in Wonderland, the Queen looked curiously at the Rabbit. "What did you think of her?", she asked, evident concern on her face. "Are they taking good care of her there?"</div>