Alice In Wonderland Falling Down Rabbit Hole Novels & Stories

Dominique realized that it would not be that easy for me to be put out, so she began mumbling words that were foreign, just like every other Witch had done. Almost immediately, I felt like I was sinking. My body was being weighed down. Drowsiness consumed me, but my body was on full alert. It made me think of what Alice felt like when she fell down the rabbit hole. All too soon, I landed on the other side in a world of dreams and my own personal Hell. I was always stunned when my body first hit the ground. It took a few minutes before my head stopped spinning so that I could stand up. Then I was off.

[Eat me] The ink reserved by the mold reads, vaguely. Reluctant as he was, Meph could no longer ignore the impossible idea his brain was shouting at him, even though that idea has the least to do with a lethal game— Alice’s Adventure in Wonderland. A little girl fell into a rabbit hole, found a cake with a card that says “eat me”. She grew big as a giant eating it, made a bunch of friends, and woke up intact. What a kind world she lived in. Whoever wrote it couldn’t have witnessed a war.

“Did her Mom even fall down the stairs or was that just another piece in your game?” Alice spun around slowly, halfway to the kitchen. That knife of hers shimmered under the light, a mirage of silver and crimson. “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty together again. That nursery rhyme should have a part where it mentions Humpty’s horrible Wolfsbane addiction. Drugs are a terrible thing, aren’t they?” Wolfsbane my ass. I’d bet anything that Alice shoved her down the stairs herself.

"He said a black shadow was chasing him, and he kept pointing to the rabbit hole." "Did he get out of the rabbit hole?" Edmont asked. "But that's impossible, right? The rabbit hole is small; even a child Jonathan's age wouldn't have been able to fit through it." Edmont had just closed his mouth when Thiery's phone rang. It was Alkon. "Yes, Alkon? What did you find?" Thiery asked. He hoped the Gammas would find Ava this time. "Alpha Thiery, the rabbit hole Allen was found in front of turned out to be a path that opened into a very large cave, and this forest is actually a hill that sunk into the earth," Alkon said. "We're digging now because we want to know where this cave ends."

"Leon, listen to me first." "You drugged my milk, sniffed pieces of my dad's clothes in the middle of the night, went to the funeral home every month to swap them out, got my mom to play along with you, and kept me completely in the dark. Don't I have the right to a single word of truth?" Alice stood and walked into the bedroom. When she came out, she was holding a small tin tea box. She opened the lid. The other half of the paper was folded inside.

I try to hold on to a nearby branch, but I miss and suddenly I am falling. Falling into a hole? A mist? I couldn’t tell you as I was still falling. What is going on? Was I spotted? I couldn’t have been, I hide well. My scent? That’s it! I didn’t mask my scent. Right? Like, ‘The Wonderful Wizard of Oz’, I am spinning so much that I don’t even realize that I am on the ground. I hear voices, but don’t know who they belong to or if they are friend or foe. I try to get up, but nothing happens.

It was the most wonderful thing to see. Amelia packed the trolley with the wonky wheel full of books that needed to go back to their little homes on the shelves and made her way to the first shelf. The wheel squeaked and wobbled all the way. Amelia loved to hum to herself as she worked. It was what she did when she was escaping to her ‘happy place’. It was still early and the library was quiet, so she hummed away without a care in the world. She also tended to speak to the books. She knew that it was strange, but it brought her great joy.

I kept moving, trying not to think about the pain that throbbed in my chest. As I ran, I noticed something odd. The ground felt different, hollow even. I stopped in my tracks and looked down. There was a small hole in the ground, about the size of a manhole cover. It was covered with leaves and dirt, but I could see something shiny beneath the surface.

She decided it would be easier for him to feel it, so she pivoted on her boot, brushing her hands off, intending to turn around and move out of the way so that he could see for himself, but as her other foot came around, the ground gave way, and suddenly, Ru was falling, plummeting beneath the tree, sucked down backward. Her stomach hit the ground, knocking the wind out of her. Visions of Alice in Wonderland filled her head as she scratched at the earth in front of her, trying to gain some traction, but there was none. Pine needles dug into her palms and rocks plowed into her knees. She managed to twist herself around so that her back was making contact with the rough side of the tunnel, but

Alia nods. “That’s enough for today.” --- I start walking toward the path out of the clearing. My mind is racing. My future suddenly feels… unwritten. And that terrifies me. Just before I leave the trees, I stop and look back at them. At the woman who spent her life protecting unpredictability. At the machine who learned to prefer it. And the words slip out before I can stop them. “If this works,” I say slowly, “the world will never know how close it came to breaking.”