<span style="font-style: italic">What was once wonderland is now simply dead land, or at least when one compares the two. Wonderland use to be a beautiful place where Dear Alice could travel down the rabbit hole and land inside a tree trunk; where flowers, trees, creatures, and water was pure. All the land then was at peace , or at least , should it be said , as normal as wonderland could get. <br/><br/>But with time away from Alice the world began to rot. Every year that passed another part of wonderland faded. Though without Alice there could be no Alyssa which meant , without a doubt, wonderland was fated to fade away. First the lakes that were once pure, and clear slowly turned musty, growing mold at the bottom, till the entire lake was a gross muddy green. Just the thought of drinking from such a place was well, a crime to one's heath. Think of it like the lake is poison and if sipped a untimely fate could befall the drinker.<br/><br/>From there the flowers began to rot, only skeletons of what use to be flowers remained with wilted grass that looked so brown it's actually sad. No more flowers, no more tea time which makes a very sad mad hatter, or maybe a fading insane one for sure. With dying trees they began to look deader and deader, even poor Cheshire cat was losing beauty.<br/><br/>Now that Wonderland was more like dead land it seemed the Red queen and the Red king could gain far more power in terrain and scared followers. Bloodshed and death began to slowly take over wonderland, all happiness faded, it was now , man ear man world, except for the white queen's small amount of land, her castle still rose above the red queen's. Her land was more decorative, and pretty, but death was still picking at the land. They needed Alice now more , than any other time. </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">" Catastrophe , catastrophe, little birdie little birdie what do you see? i see red, and red with blue. " The mad hatter sat a rather  decaying chair ; wood was overly rotted, and it squeaked as she kicked her feet up on the tilted table of greenish gray wood in the middle of nothingness.Her medium length red hair fell behind her ear, as she twirled her black hat. Who ever said a skull face wasn't scary? She use to be pretty, now, now she was just....... simply destroyed.<br/><br/>Her hand quickly checked the right hand's wrist which had a black time watch , though it was stuck on midnight. It seemed the time never changed and her need for just one sip of tea well it never faded. Dear Alice where tis the beauty of the pitiful world. Time has crushed this place, and if dear so soon nothing will be just that..nothing. <br/><br/>Absentmindedly she swatted her black cane ( that could turn into a gun) at a black skeleton bird. It should of been a crow but now, well now , it was , dead. " Shoo, shoo , shoo , shoo little deadling, i'm not ready to go, please , please , leave."    </span><br/><br/>Marissa Kiona awoke from yet again another od dream of a decaying world. It wasn't the first time, nor the last. She had though Alice in wonderland was just stupid child stories but now, she was starting to notice the nightmarish pattern. Fact was , it was really creepy even to her , which she love horror stories.<br/><br/>Her white hands hit her alarm clock which was buzzing at an alarming loud rate. Not only that but her supposed roommate to Hearts of strong high school/ college still hadn't showed up. Don,t ask but the school was stranger than even her dreams. Give or take though her room felt more like an insaine asylum than really a  dorm room. Plane white stone walls lined the large room, and two beds fit in the room , one on the right , and one on the left. There was so much room, they could of split it in two, but whatever.<br/><br/>She slid out of the bed in white nightgown, redish orange hair flowing down to her mid back. One hand rubbed her right eye as she grabbed a brush and raked through the hair, then grabbed her normal outfit which was basically a plane black tank top, with gothy pants, and one  arm bracer that had an orange design, while the other hand had three blood red bracelets.<br/><br/>First thing first, her legs lead her out of the dorm room, through the brown stone hallway down a curvy dark stairwell, past a large ballroom, and into a very cave like caffeteria. Where there was absolutely no one. Somewhere she felt the need to almost complain that breakfeast time was like tea time. What was she? Going insaine now due to her dreams?<br/><br/>She walked to the farthest table, and sat down. Finding that the silence, and emptiness a safe heaven for now.