Fanfic100 Adventures in Wonderland #20
Title: Insanity
Fandom: Adventures in Wonderland
Characters: Alice
Prompt: 020 Colourless
Word Count: 2457
Rating: M (Mature)
Summary: Alice's life starts to go down hill and her sanity is questioned. Dark
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Insanity
Alice looked around her in disbelief, she was in Wonderland but yet she wasn't. Everything looked the same but yet at the same time it looked completely different. There was no colour anywhere, everything was colourless. Alice blinked her eyes and looked around again but it didn't matter. Something had happened to Wonderland but what? She didn't know but she needed to find out. Running all the way she went to look for her friends.
As she reached the Mad Hatters house she saw that everything was still the same bland colourless tinge. She ran over to the gate as she saw her two friends sitting with their back to her at the table.
“Mr. Hatter, Mr. Hare!” She called out, just as she had when she was little. When the turned towards her however she gasped. They were the same colour of the surroundings and their faces were unemotional.
“What happened...” Alice asked tears in her eyes. “What's happened to Wonderland.”
The Hatter shook his head slowly. “Alice.” He said in a calm emotionless voice. “Haven't you realized yet? We're not real. This is all in your head.”
Alice started backing up, tears running down her face. “That's not true, this is real. It is.”
The Hare shook his head as well and he and the Hatter got up. “Good bye Alice.” Before her very eyes he started to vanish into thin air, much as the Cheshire cat often did.
“No!” She screamed as both her friends vanished. “No, you are real! You are real...”She fell to her knee's sobbing. “I'm not crazy, I'm NOT!!”
“I'm not!” Alice thrashed in her bed pulling covers every which way as though trying to grab onto her friends but not quite being able to reach them. Shooting up out of bed she looked around her surroundings, tears streaming down her eyes. She heard footsteps running down the corridor towards her room and she looked around franticly. She did the first thing she could think of doing at a time like this. She ran to her mirror, only to discover it was solid glass. With a howl of despair Alice beat her fists against the mirror. The force of her blows soon cracked the glass and produced large deep cuts on her arms. She paid no head to this though as she wailed in utter horror.
Within a moment her door was burst open and four orderlies came running into the room.
“We need medical assistance.” One of them barked to the other one. “Code blue.”
The other two nurses rushed over to Alice and tried to pull her away from the mirror. She fought them tooth and nail as though she were a small child again but it did no use.
“We need a sedative.” Someone called out. “Someone get me a ---” The voices were muffled as something clamped down in Alice's arm. Her arms were still bleeding and she was still crying but she had given up the fight. Instead she let herself fall victim to the sedative that was now coursing through her veins. As she thought back what had lead her to be installed in this horribly asylum.
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When you go to Wonderland one of the very first things you notice is how much brighter it is then the normal world. It's a world filled with colour and joy. Every one in it is friendly and polite, not at all like the real world. Perhaps this is why Alice liked it there so much. Perhaps this is the reason that as time went on she started spending more and more time there. Or maybe she just would have gone anywhere to escape what was quickly becoming an unbearable reality.
When she was fifteen Alice made the mistake of sticking up for one of her quieter friends in her school when the other kids were picking on her. Though this one friend appreciated this the other girls soon turned on Alice as well. They began to make her life at school a living nightmare and after the other girl moved away Alice was the only one left to bare the brute of the girl's attacks.
It had started with rumors and had escalated to the point that Alice was afraid to walk home from school by herself. People had thrown eggs at her and some of the braver ones had thrown garbage. Every time she walked down the halls she could hear the whispered names she was being called.
“Freak”
“Loser”
“Baby”
They dug into her skin like splinters, always there. The noise was a buzzing hum that was constantly present in the darkness that had become her life.
The only ray of sunshine in her life at that point was Wonderland. It was the one place she could escape to, the only place she could feel truly safe. As time passed she spent more and more time there. Though her friends were starting to get suspicious why she was there a lot more often they never said anything. They just were happy to see her, causing Alice more reason to avoid going home.
It was getting to a point though that her parents were starting to wonder where their daughter kept vanishing to. They confronted her about it but she only responded vaguely that she'd been “around” or “with friends”. Though they tried to get more out of her nothing worked. They were starting to wonder about their daughters sanity as well. Often when they could see her, she stayed hidden in her room. If you looked in you'd either having long quiet chats with her cat Dinah or reading a fairy tale. One the rare occasion she came out of her room she could be heard muttering what could have been poems under her breath.
This would probably be when the visits to the psychiatrist started.
She didn't want to go and she made this quite clear. The very first day that she was supposed to go, she skipped school and hid in Wonderland all day, not going home until well after her parents would be asleep. Because she didn't want to tell her friends what was going on she was forced to hide in Wonderland. This wasn't too bad though as she had found a cave one day when she was out exploring and she set up base there whenever she needed to hide.
Her parents hadn't been pleased with her disappearance and she'd been grounded for a week. She almost laughed at this, there was no where she wanted to go that she couldn't get to from her room.
When she turned sixteen the school seemed to turn even more against her. The teasing started to turn into getting tripped in the hallway's. Alice was living on the edge and even her friends were worried about her. As the questions kept coming and she couldn't explain anything Alice was starting to feel as though she were going mad.
She couldn't sleep and she was starting to become unhealthily skinny. Dark circles from the lack of sleep ringed her eyes and her skin was a pale, grey unhealthy colour. When ever she was asked if she was alright she merely responded in one or two word answers and then tried to change the subject. The added stress of trying to act normal for her friends was starting to get to her as well and it wasn't long before she was saying things at home that she shouldn't have.
When asked where she had been she answered quite truthfully. “I was having tea with the Mad Hatter.” or perhaps. “I was playing a game of catch with Dee and Dum.” Her doctor was convinced that she was suffering from delusions. Her family became really concerned when she arrived home one day with a note from her teachers saying that she had been suspended. She had been suspended because instead of doing her work in classes she had just sat there staring off into space or hiding in the library.
When asked why by her parents Alice just looked at them calmly and asked. “Why is a raven like a writing desk?”
She had learned something and that was that people rarely knew how to reply to nonsense and so she used that to her advantage. It had taken her years but all the times her parents had heard her muttering things she was mesmerizing poems and things to say to people to make them leave her alone. It worked at school, she was considered the crazy one. Aside from the constant whispering that was always present, when she turned seventeen most people avoided her.
The only people who didn't were the ones who continued to make her life miserable. This small group of people seemed to have a sort of bet on how long it would take before she snapped, though some of them claimed she'd already had. Alice however hadn't but she was hanging by a thread, she lived for the small moments she could go to Wonderland and just sit quietly with people who loved her.
The last straw came in the fall of her final year at school. It was a cold day and Alice was walking home from latest trip to the psychiatrist. Her pace was quick because she was planning on getting home and getting food quickly before her parents could corner her. However this all changed when she saw the sight waiting outside her house.
It was Dinah, hanging from a tree. With a note beside him that read. Where's pussy now Alice?
Tears blurred her vision as Alice stared at the still body of her beloved pet. She heard muffled laughter coming from the bush's and she turned, eyes wild, to see the group of kids from school.
“Hey crazy.” One of them yelled at her. “What'cha gonna do now, you don't go no friends no more.” He rubbed his eyes in an exaggerated mocking way. “Oh boo hoo hoo, little kitty cat's gone.”
Not even thinking what she was doing Alice rushed towards the group of teens. She didn't care that half of them were larger then her. All she wanted to do was get revenge for the last friend she had, had in the real world. She didn't realize that she had been hit until her vision went dark. It was after that that she had woken up in this prison.
The asylum was as colourless as anything could be and she was trapped there. She was considered to be a danger to herself and others and suffering from delusions. The teens who had tormented her for so long had gotten off with a warning and some community service while Alice was locked away, for her own good.
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Alice slowly stared to come to after the drug had worn off. She looked over to see bandages on her arms and wrists. Slowly she looked around to find herself back in her horrid white room. The mirror was gone from her room though, leaving it bare except for a table with a lamp on it and a dresser.
At that moment the door opened the doctor assigned to Alice's case walked into the room. She was wearing a colourless shirt and pants. Her hair was blonde and pulled into a tight bun on the end of head.
“Hello, Alice. And how are we feeling today?” Alice almost sighed, she had forgotten how annoying this woman was. She stayed silent, picking quietly at the bandages on her wrists.
“Still silent?” Dear God that woman was still smiling. “So why don't you tell me what happened earlier today Alice..?”
Alice stared at her arms, not looking up at the doctor.
“I had a nightmare.” She said simply, hoping this would be enough.
“Well that's interesting.” The doctor said taking out a notepad and sitting down on the folding chair she had brought with her. “Tell me about your dream Alice.”
“No thank you.” Alice replied in a sullen voice.
“I'm sure it would do good to get it off your chest. Why don't you tell me about it.”
“I don't want to.” Alice replied and in truth she didn't.
“Well I think it would be a good idea, in fact we're going to sit here until you do tell me.”
Alice sighed and went back to staring at her arms. This could last forever, as annoying as the doctor was, she certainly was stubborn.
It took twenty five minutes for Alice to reply.
“I had a dream where....” She started and the woman looked up at her eagerly.
“Yes, what happened dear.”
“I went to Wonderland.” Alice said, not seeing the frown on the woman's face as she scribbled her words down. “But everything was different. There was....no colour.”
“No colour?” The woman questioned and Alice nodded blankly.
“My friends where there but then they vanished....” She trailed off and stared back at her hands.”
“I see.” The woman said, checking over her notes. And this made you so angry that you attacked your mirror?”
“I was trying to get there.” Alice said quietly. “I thought I was home....” A tear dripped down her face. “I just want to go home.”
“And you will.” The woman said in what should have been a reassuring tone. “We just have to make sure you're all better before you leave. For instance, your dream indicates that you are starting to come to terms with the fact that Wonderland is not real.”
“But it is!” Alice exclaimed looking up for the first time since the woman had sat next to her.
“Alice.” The woman said patting her lightly on the shoulder. “I know what happened was awful and believe me I think those people should have gotten a better punishment but you can't hide behind this illusion for the rest of your life.”
But by that time, the drugs had worn of Alice and her common sense was back. She didn't respond.
“Alice, would you like a book or something to occupy you?”
Alice glanced over at the walls.... “Could I have some paper and something to draw with?” She asked in a slightly hopeful voice. “Maybe some paints?”
“Of course dear.” The woman smiled, glad there was something she could do to help. “Now why don't you just have a little rest while I go and see what I can find for you.
Alice nodded and then went back staring at the colourless walls. If she was going to be trapped here the least thing she could do was to put some colour on them. She smiled slightly and then went back to staring at the celling humming a song.
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Fandom: Adventures in Wonderland
Characters: Alice
Prompt: 020 Colourless
Word Count: 2457
Rating: M (Mature)
Summary: Alice's life starts to go down hill and her sanity is questioned. Dark
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Insanity
Alice looked around her in disbelief, she was in Wonderland but yet she wasn't. Everything looked the same but yet at the same time it looked completely different. There was no colour anywhere, everything was colourless. Alice blinked her eyes and looked around again but it didn't matter. Something had happened to Wonderland but what? She didn't know but she needed to find out. Running all the way she went to look for her friends.
As she reached the Mad Hatters house she saw that everything was still the same bland colourless tinge. She ran over to the gate as she saw her two friends sitting with their back to her at the table.
“Mr. Hatter, Mr. Hare!” She called out, just as she had when she was little. When the turned towards her however she gasped. They were the same colour of the surroundings and their faces were unemotional.
“What happened...” Alice asked tears in her eyes. “What's happened to Wonderland.”
The Hatter shook his head slowly. “Alice.” He said in a calm emotionless voice. “Haven't you realized yet? We're not real. This is all in your head.”
Alice started backing up, tears running down her face. “That's not true, this is real. It is.”
The Hare shook his head as well and he and the Hatter got up. “Good bye Alice.” Before her very eyes he started to vanish into thin air, much as the Cheshire cat often did.
“No!” She screamed as both her friends vanished. “No, you are real! You are real...”She fell to her knee's sobbing. “I'm not crazy, I'm NOT!!”
“I'm not!” Alice thrashed in her bed pulling covers every which way as though trying to grab onto her friends but not quite being able to reach them. Shooting up out of bed she looked around her surroundings, tears streaming down her eyes. She heard footsteps running down the corridor towards her room and she looked around franticly. She did the first thing she could think of doing at a time like this. She ran to her mirror, only to discover it was solid glass. With a howl of despair Alice beat her fists against the mirror. The force of her blows soon cracked the glass and produced large deep cuts on her arms. She paid no head to this though as she wailed in utter horror.
Within a moment her door was burst open and four orderlies came running into the room.
“We need medical assistance.” One of them barked to the other one. “Code blue.”
The other two nurses rushed over to Alice and tried to pull her away from the mirror. She fought them tooth and nail as though she were a small child again but it did no use.
“We need a sedative.” Someone called out. “Someone get me a ---” The voices were muffled as something clamped down in Alice's arm. Her arms were still bleeding and she was still crying but she had given up the fight. Instead she let herself fall victim to the sedative that was now coursing through her veins. As she thought back what had lead her to be installed in this horribly asylum.
- -- - --
When you go to Wonderland one of the very first things you notice is how much brighter it is then the normal world. It's a world filled with colour and joy. Every one in it is friendly and polite, not at all like the real world. Perhaps this is why Alice liked it there so much. Perhaps this is the reason that as time went on she started spending more and more time there. Or maybe she just would have gone anywhere to escape what was quickly becoming an unbearable reality.
When she was fifteen Alice made the mistake of sticking up for one of her quieter friends in her school when the other kids were picking on her. Though this one friend appreciated this the other girls soon turned on Alice as well. They began to make her life at school a living nightmare and after the other girl moved away Alice was the only one left to bare the brute of the girl's attacks.
It had started with rumors and had escalated to the point that Alice was afraid to walk home from school by herself. People had thrown eggs at her and some of the braver ones had thrown garbage. Every time she walked down the halls she could hear the whispered names she was being called.
“Freak”
“Loser”
“Baby”
They dug into her skin like splinters, always there. The noise was a buzzing hum that was constantly present in the darkness that had become her life.
The only ray of sunshine in her life at that point was Wonderland. It was the one place she could escape to, the only place she could feel truly safe. As time passed she spent more and more time there. Though her friends were starting to get suspicious why she was there a lot more often they never said anything. They just were happy to see her, causing Alice more reason to avoid going home.
It was getting to a point though that her parents were starting to wonder where their daughter kept vanishing to. They confronted her about it but she only responded vaguely that she'd been “around” or “with friends”. Though they tried to get more out of her nothing worked. They were starting to wonder about their daughters sanity as well. Often when they could see her, she stayed hidden in her room. If you looked in you'd either having long quiet chats with her cat Dinah or reading a fairy tale. One the rare occasion she came out of her room she could be heard muttering what could have been poems under her breath.
This would probably be when the visits to the psychiatrist started.
She didn't want to go and she made this quite clear. The very first day that she was supposed to go, she skipped school and hid in Wonderland all day, not going home until well after her parents would be asleep. Because she didn't want to tell her friends what was going on she was forced to hide in Wonderland. This wasn't too bad though as she had found a cave one day when she was out exploring and she set up base there whenever she needed to hide.
Her parents hadn't been pleased with her disappearance and she'd been grounded for a week. She almost laughed at this, there was no where she wanted to go that she couldn't get to from her room.
When she turned sixteen the school seemed to turn even more against her. The teasing started to turn into getting tripped in the hallway's. Alice was living on the edge and even her friends were worried about her. As the questions kept coming and she couldn't explain anything Alice was starting to feel as though she were going mad.
She couldn't sleep and she was starting to become unhealthily skinny. Dark circles from the lack of sleep ringed her eyes and her skin was a pale, grey unhealthy colour. When ever she was asked if she was alright she merely responded in one or two word answers and then tried to change the subject. The added stress of trying to act normal for her friends was starting to get to her as well and it wasn't long before she was saying things at home that she shouldn't have.
When asked where she had been she answered quite truthfully. “I was having tea with the Mad Hatter.” or perhaps. “I was playing a game of catch with Dee and Dum.” Her doctor was convinced that she was suffering from delusions. Her family became really concerned when she arrived home one day with a note from her teachers saying that she had been suspended. She had been suspended because instead of doing her work in classes she had just sat there staring off into space or hiding in the library.
When asked why by her parents Alice just looked at them calmly and asked. “Why is a raven like a writing desk?”
She had learned something and that was that people rarely knew how to reply to nonsense and so she used that to her advantage. It had taken her years but all the times her parents had heard her muttering things she was mesmerizing poems and things to say to people to make them leave her alone. It worked at school, she was considered the crazy one. Aside from the constant whispering that was always present, when she turned seventeen most people avoided her.
The only people who didn't were the ones who continued to make her life miserable. This small group of people seemed to have a sort of bet on how long it would take before she snapped, though some of them claimed she'd already had. Alice however hadn't but she was hanging by a thread, she lived for the small moments she could go to Wonderland and just sit quietly with people who loved her.
The last straw came in the fall of her final year at school. It was a cold day and Alice was walking home from latest trip to the psychiatrist. Her pace was quick because she was planning on getting home and getting food quickly before her parents could corner her. However this all changed when she saw the sight waiting outside her house.
It was Dinah, hanging from a tree. With a note beside him that read. Where's pussy now Alice?
Tears blurred her vision as Alice stared at the still body of her beloved pet. She heard muffled laughter coming from the bush's and she turned, eyes wild, to see the group of kids from school.
“Hey crazy.” One of them yelled at her. “What'cha gonna do now, you don't go no friends no more.” He rubbed his eyes in an exaggerated mocking way. “Oh boo hoo hoo, little kitty cat's gone.”
Not even thinking what she was doing Alice rushed towards the group of teens. She didn't care that half of them were larger then her. All she wanted to do was get revenge for the last friend she had, had in the real world. She didn't realize that she had been hit until her vision went dark. It was after that that she had woken up in this prison.
The asylum was as colourless as anything could be and she was trapped there. She was considered to be a danger to herself and others and suffering from delusions. The teens who had tormented her for so long had gotten off with a warning and some community service while Alice was locked away, for her own good.
--
Alice slowly stared to come to after the drug had worn off. She looked over to see bandages on her arms and wrists. Slowly she looked around to find herself back in her horrid white room. The mirror was gone from her room though, leaving it bare except for a table with a lamp on it and a dresser.
At that moment the door opened the doctor assigned to Alice's case walked into the room. She was wearing a colourless shirt and pants. Her hair was blonde and pulled into a tight bun on the end of head.
“Hello, Alice. And how are we feeling today?” Alice almost sighed, she had forgotten how annoying this woman was. She stayed silent, picking quietly at the bandages on her wrists.
“Still silent?” Dear God that woman was still smiling. “So why don't you tell me what happened earlier today Alice..?”
Alice stared at her arms, not looking up at the doctor.
“I had a nightmare.” She said simply, hoping this would be enough.
“Well that's interesting.” The doctor said taking out a notepad and sitting down on the folding chair she had brought with her. “Tell me about your dream Alice.”
“No thank you.” Alice replied in a sullen voice.
“I'm sure it would do good to get it off your chest. Why don't you tell me about it.”
“I don't want to.” Alice replied and in truth she didn't.
“Well I think it would be a good idea, in fact we're going to sit here until you do tell me.”
Alice sighed and went back to staring at her arms. This could last forever, as annoying as the doctor was, she certainly was stubborn.
It took twenty five minutes for Alice to reply.
“I had a dream where....” She started and the woman looked up at her eagerly.
“Yes, what happened dear.”
“I went to Wonderland.” Alice said, not seeing the frown on the woman's face as she scribbled her words down. “But everything was different. There was....no colour.”
“No colour?” The woman questioned and Alice nodded blankly.
“My friends where there but then they vanished....” She trailed off and stared back at her hands.”
“I see.” The woman said, checking over her notes. And this made you so angry that you attacked your mirror?”
“I was trying to get there.” Alice said quietly. “I thought I was home....” A tear dripped down her face. “I just want to go home.”
“And you will.” The woman said in what should have been a reassuring tone. “We just have to make sure you're all better before you leave. For instance, your dream indicates that you are starting to come to terms with the fact that Wonderland is not real.”
“But it is!” Alice exclaimed looking up for the first time since the woman had sat next to her.
“Alice.” The woman said patting her lightly on the shoulder. “I know what happened was awful and believe me I think those people should have gotten a better punishment but you can't hide behind this illusion for the rest of your life.”
But by that time, the drugs had worn of Alice and her common sense was back. She didn't respond.
“Alice, would you like a book or something to occupy you?”
Alice glanced over at the walls.... “Could I have some paper and something to draw with?” She asked in a slightly hopeful voice. “Maybe some paints?”
“Of course dear.” The woman smiled, glad there was something she could do to help. “Now why don't you just have a little rest while I go and see what I can find for you.
Alice nodded and then went back staring at the colourless walls. If she was going to be trapped here the least thing she could do was to put some colour on them. She smiled slightly and then went back to staring at the celling humming a song.
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