An alice from another timeline
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Story transcript
Alice: This book about mirrors is quite peculiar. It says they can be doorways to other worlds.
Alice: Much like rabbit holes, I suppose.
Alice: (How strange. I could have sworn I saw something move across the room.)
Alice: My reflection looks... different somehow.
Alice: (She doesn't know what happened. How lucky she is to remain innocent.)
Alice: Curiouser and curiouser! The glass feels like water!
Alice: Found you at last.
Alice: Hello, Alice. I'm you. Or rather, what you become when Wonderland turns to nightmare.
Alice: (She looks exactly as I did before the fire. So innocent. So naive.)
Alice: We share the same memories, don't we? The tea parties? The white rabbit? The Cheshire Cat?
Alice: But my Wonderland changed after what happened.
Alice: In my world, we need protection. The vorpal blade is swift and keen, and always ready for service.
Alice: (I wonder if she's ever had to fight for her life.)
Alice: You're not me. You cannot be me. I would never carry such a terrible weapon!
Alice: What happened to your Wonderland?
Alice: My Wonderland reflects my mind. Broken. Twisted. The Queen of Hearts truly takes hearts. The Mad Hatter is actually mad.
Alice: And the Cheshire Cat... you wouldn't recognize him now.
Alice: (She keeps staring at my family portrait with such pain in her eyes...)
Alice: The fire took everything. Mother. Father. My cat. Our home. They burned while I watched.
Alice: That's where our paths diverged. You kept your family. I lost mine.
Alice: You're me from another timeline. A timeline where they died.
Alice: (That could have been me. It still could be me.)
Alice: You've been so alone. No wonder your Wonderland changed.
Alice: I'm not afraid of you. I'm afraid for you.
Alice: Don't. Your pity is worthless. You don't understand what I've seen, what I've done to survive.
Alice: (Why isn't she afraid? She should be afraid of me.)
Alice: Look. My Wonderland is here too. It's part of us both.
Alice: (The flowers... they're appearing just like in Wonderland!)
Alice: My Wonderland follows me too. The thorns, the darkness...
Alice: But they're not destroying your flowers. They're growing together.