Alice was on acid the day the fair came to town.
Glancing at her surrounds she wore a fickle frown. A bewildering galaxy of lights illuminated the night, towering carnival rides filled her sight. Children elated by a candy floss dream ran, skipped and screamed, as against the rides nonchalant gypsies leaned. The air, electrified by all these things meant Alice couldn't get a bearing on her surroundings.
''Lost, little girl?''
Alice whirled around to see a curled chesire cat purring ''yes, it was I who asked that.'' The cat sat up and smoothed its fur, then drew near ''well, do you know where you are my dear?''
Alice shook her head in disbelief. The feline looked relieved, then grinned, displaying great white teeth. It said:
''You are in Wonderland; a place so powerful and grand that even time's sands cannot command, and where nothing happens quite as planned. It will fill you with fear, for you shouldn't even be here,'' the creature seemed to sneer.
''I...I want to go home...'' Alice stuttered, and the cat muttered ''you can't do it alone. There is but one soul who knows that road and... here he comes now!''
From the ground somehow, a rabbit came clattering out. He was four foot two, with red eyes, black boots and a tailor made suit. Letting out a shout he cried ''I'M LATE!!!'' and with out hesitating the rabbit pounded the opposite way.
''Well, don't wait'' hissed the cat ''you'll be missed if you don't go back, follow rabbit to the track.''
Alice ran without looking back.
***
The rabbit went through a hole in the rear of a circus tent, through which Alice obediently bent to keep the creature near. She crawled a little way and was shocked and amazed to find herself spotlighted in centre stage. The audience around consisted of a thousand clowns on downers; smiles upside down.
“I’M LATE!!!” a voice spoke, and searching, Alice scoped, until she noticed the Rabbit above, on a tightrope. To the ladder she ran and an epic climb began; as she knew, in Wonderland nothing goes to plan, for as she rose the ladder grew. By the time she reached the peak she had scaled at least a hundred feet, and the clowns had poured from their seats.
“ALICE DON’T RUN AWAY, WE JUST WANT YOU TO STAY, WON’T YOU COME BACK AND PLAY?” mumbled the crowd of clowns drowned in frowns. They too climbed higher in chase as Alice took to the wire, the rabbit leading by paces, and looking back to see her face. It opened its mouth to say “I’ll die before I show you the way!”
“That’s fine then, I’ll kill you, you swine.”
Rabbit reached the end of the line with nowhere to hide, and with Alice following from behind he jumped from the sky.
Alice landed on a trampoline, but as though in a dream, didn’t bounce, nor hit the ground, but merely continued to sink. Sink. Sink. Sinking.
THUMP.
The fabric tore and with a jump, Alice landed, huddled in a lump. She swore as she saw a hall of mirrors, wall to wall reflective surfaces. Some rose tall, some stout and small, but all revealed to Alice’s eyes her body in a different guise. None told lies. They showed what the future could hold as Alice grew old, and everyday life sucked out her soul. She began to lose control, her mind was phased and grew rapidly crazed as she scrambled for a way out of the glass maze. With a shout she spotted the rabbit’s snout, and pounced on him until he dragged her out.
Outside in the night the rabbit shook free, and in a flash dashed away to safety.
Alice sung; “run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run. Here comes Alice with her gun, gun, gun. Bang, bang, bang, bang goes Alice’s gun, so run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run.” She blew upon two raised fingers, as though traces of smoke still lingered.
Where rabbit followed she lead, and was confronted by a shed, guarded by three policemen who said: “This shed you’ve found is out of bounds,” as they glowered down.
“But rabbit went in, I’m simply following him for he is the key to my redemption!”
Well, how they laughed, “guagh-guagh-guagh.” Alice was at a dead end at last, and she couldn’t get past.
“Please, Mr. Pigs, won’t you let me in?”
“Not by the hairs on our chinny-chin chins!”
With all the strength she had left, she filled her lungs with a deep breath, and ferociously emptied her chest.
Well, how they laughed, “guagh-guagh-guagh.” Alice was still at dead end and couldn’t get past.
“If you want to get in, we’d rather you blew something harder,” said the pigs with a grin, as saliva rolled down their chins.
Alice knelt down and unzipped their flies, blowing those guys until they gave her permission to go on inside. The rabbit hadn’t found a place to hide, escaping through a hole on the other side, and seemingly shrinking in size. As Alice grazed through the way, the acid seemed to be fading away.
“Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run. Here comes Alice with her gun, gun, gun. Bang, bang, bang, bang goes Alice’s gun, so run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run.”
They were by a busy road, the shrunken rabbit had lost it’s clothes but the gun was loaded. Alice released her thumb, the trigger was pressed and a lead bullet hit the rabbit dead in the chest. Reality was messed; he didn’t stop or die, but continued to fly onto the road to be squashed by a car passing by.
The acid was gone, Alice was back home; a mind cracked and alone.
“Run Alice, run Alice, run, run, run. Here comes the rabbit with his gun, gun, gun. Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the rabbit’s gun, so run Alice, run Alice, run, run, run.
Alice lifted her two-finger gun to her head, pulled the trigger and…
Bang.
Alice was dead.
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