- The End -

"Alice, wake up! Please! Alice! Alice!"

She opened her eyes.

No one was calling for her.

She struggled to sit up, her left arm stump twitching pathetically. She felt around in the dark until the needle pricked her finger. Her cracked lips stretched into a rotten smile. The stench of decayed flesh, the pain of her putrefying wounds; all dead to her.

A white flash streaked across her vision. She listened to the hurried pitter-patter grow softer, the ticking going further away...

How curious.

She followed the white rabbit again.