The Blood on Alices Hands

Prolog (v.1) - the dream

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 24, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 24, 2016



“Alice.” Called out a voice. I open my eyes but I see nothing but a dark bedroom that I’m sleeping in. I close my eyes again and fall asleep once again.

“Alice.” Called out a voice once more but in a dominating tone. Ok now I’m getting annoyed, just where is this voice coming from? I open my eyes just once more and I see the younger me the blue dress I had gotten from my grandmother when I was so young, the white lace trim at the edges of the dress, and with black tapping shoes. The younger me smiled and placed her hand onto my head. I shook my head and watched her back up by only a few steps.

“This is just a dream.” I said to myself then turning to the wall and closing my eyes.

“It’s not a dream, and I’d like it if you don’t blow me off.” Said my younger self. I, very annoyed by this extremely odd dream, I turn around and I don’t see this other ‘me’ any more. I sighed and closed my eyes again.

Buzz… Buzz... Buzz… The alarm clock went off on the bedside table next to me. I stretch my body like a little kitten and I open my eyes to see only this.

“We’re coming for you Alice!” Shrieked out by a wicked demon that is hovering over my head.

I screamed, jolting my body upward into a sitting position, seeing nothing more than the alarm clock going off. I sigh loudly as I slowly get out of bed and walk into my bathroom. I turn on the light and all I see is just a girl, a girl that is only a celebrity to everyone in the world. I smile sad and I start to get ready for today’s schedule.

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