Who The Hell Is Alice?

It has been a weird day.

The new job started and it isn’t what I thought it would be. I am not even sure what I expected it to be. Myeh.

But the evening… now the evening got interesting… I agreed to meet a friend for a bit. And then because we wanted a sandwich and there was none at his place, we decided to go to his friend’s place. Which was indoors of this road and then beyond and beyond and beyond, till we crossed to the lands never crossed.

It was a dark place, with a lot of gardens… and we slowly trawled over and met a girl. She was pretty and she was laughing… and we realised “hey this was whom we came to meet” and off we went with Alice to meet other friends of hers and ours.

As the rabbit went down the hole, we wondered for a moment what we were doing. There were numerous twists and turns and it was absolutely silent. But Alice chattered with the rabbit and led us down the hallway. I wondered what was beyond that door and looked to my friend if he found it equally weird. But apparently he had met Alice in another world, so he was comfortable.

Finally the door opened to Bluebeard’s cave… and there were two people sitting there in semi-darkness. And there was the Cheshire Cat too, who was much thinner and wanted to run. A sandwich was waiting and someone unwrapped it even as we entered the place. I thought we would leave soon… but we hung around, chatted more and made a couple of more sandwiches.

There were lanes visible, connecting pockets of darkness. Lights bobbled here and there, creatures wandering around in the moonless night. Suddenly the rabbit jumped. “I have to go” he said and rabbited. Stupid rabbits.

“There is yet another lair. Come into my parlor” the spider said to the flies.

The parlor was dark, with red lights twinkling in the ceiling. Blue walls, pretty paintings and a dream bed with all that a dream room was made of. Bags were hung on the wall and there was the dull throb of a computer, pulsing its light in rhythm to the music.

We ate sandwiches… and I stared at the wall. Alice started to dance around, with beautiful precision and a hoop around her waist. I watched fascinated and wondered if I could do it. The music pulsed. People were silent. The blue wall triggered waves of ¬†memories… the faces in the room nearly merged into others others.

The clock is about to strike 12, I told my friend. We rushed out… wandering around the maze, trying to the passage back to the place we were before. And we knew once we came out of here, there was yet another maze.

Slowly the light shone and we emerged into the world… the wind ruffled my hair and chapped my lips. Alice was a distant memory and there were other images sparkling in my head. The music continue to pulse in my head… black, grey with golden lights. And I danced… danced to the lights in my head.

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