Floods through her veins,
Beams fell apart,
Leaving blood stains.
Screams and cries,
Fill the night air,
What's Alice to do?
Their fate, shall she share?
Go Alice,
Run from the fire,
Through the ashes,
Before the flames get higher.
The only survivor,
All of them dead,
No where to go,
Was this all in her head?
Her mind is destroyed,
Wonderland's in ruins,
Couldn't accept their deaths,
The fire couldn't have done them in.
Thats what she kept saying,
Thats all she talked about,
No one believed her,
She was sent to be sorted out.
A decade in a madhouse,
Still did no good,
The asylum was useless,
The hallucinations she withstood.
A doctor so sinister,
None would have guessed,
He tried to hypnotize her,
To forget the rest.
The clues, an ignorant child,
Would have easily missed,
But once an adult,
Was easy to list.
Fragment after fragment,
She pieced on her own,
With the help of her wonderland,
Now a ruthless killzone.
Monsters replaced strange beings,
Cats, flowers and cards,
Now guardians of the realm,
Similar to asylum wards.
After numerous kills,
Each enemy resembled,
A person she'd met,
Both worlds then crumbled.
Liar, fraud, murderer!
That voice in her head did yell,
The doctor was hiding something,
A secret he never did tell.
A grudge so deep,
He couldn't forgive,
He snuck in the mansion that night,
He won't let them live.
He went to the library,
A firetrap waiting to happen,
The flames engulfed all the paper,
It was too late when they awakened.
He killed her sister,
Before the fire,
Died to unknown causes he told them,
That bloody liar!
His final plan,
His last wicked scheme,
Was to erase Alice's memories,
And sell her to bastards that were just as mean.
But that didn't happen,
He didn't expect what was next,
For in the next poem,
You'll know what he finally gets.
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