Disclaimer - I do not own Shinedown, JellyBelly, or Wonderland. If I did, it wouldn't even be able to be rated R. Without further ado, here you go. Think of this as the beginning; not a chapter but it's damn good enough to start this psychotic Wonderland (which, in a sense, me and Hikaru own but the details and the little idea of it is probably mine; character concepts came from Hikaru - or atleast their elements). As for Wonderland. Let's just say you don't know it, unless you know me, and only two of you do.
Someone save me if you will, and take away all these pills.
Pills the colors of the bright Jelly Belly jellybeans were scattered everywhere. On the bed rolled up in blankets; on the floor so frequent that you go them stuck in between your toes; placed on any type of flat top based by colors but yet they still managed to be scattered everywhere, even in their individual groups; sometimes there was even a few in the sink, their colors leaking off the pills or in the toilet, making them pale white, almost as if they were there to keep the toilet clean. In the fridge there was basic foods but inside those foods you could guarantee there was some type of pill in the stages of dissolving inside of it.
And then, on that bed where the pills were speckled about her small body like they were christened on her by some form of a pill obsessed angel. Her breaths came out in soft little huffs, so small that from a distance it looked as if she was dead. Her phone was laying next to her head and was vibrating and ringing constantly, shaking the pills that were surrounding the cellular device and causing them to panic about until the phone was silent, if only for a few moments. She had, roughly, about 273 missed calls and about 2357 text messages, all from the same person, Eli. None of them were answered back. Multiple neighbors and passerbys complained about the noise that was eminating from the small, run down home, however none of the door bangings and window lurkings were answered. The small, fragile, palid looking girl was out stone cold. She was in an entirely different dimension and it was a miracle she was still living, especially after all the pills she had overdosed and consumed into her system. She didn't have a name, at least not yet, and nobody was even worried about her name, they were more worried about what to tell their children about the small lady next door and whether or not it was safe to assume she was dead.
In her own little world she was perfectly normal, her life perfect, happy, and all around the best thing that ever came across her path other than the first time she started popping pills like Pez candy out of a Tony the Tiger head. She never had any bad dreams, never had to worry about money or addictions or fighting with someone inside the family tree. All worries were completely washed away and she was at ease. And then it turned ugly. The music she seemed to have fallen asleep to seemed to leak into her dreams; the lyrics and the guitar tabs seemed to manifest themselves a creepy persona appearance as the danced their way through cracks in her dreams, shooting out of the bright sky like black thunderbolts that had the texture like appearance of heat waves.
Within seconds the song shattered her dreams and sent her into a spiralling black abyss, sending her downwards forever, floating their in eminent black space, no where to go, nothing to do, she didn't even have the ability to think. Everything was empty, void of emotion and entirely...boring and depressing and over all confusing. Every feeling she felt was sucked out of her in a warp of colors before the black absorbed it. It was like watching everything that ever painted you washe away with one single swipe of pure white paint. And then she fell, flat on her ass, the bruise almost immediate on her pale skin. The color slowly began to reveal itself, the black transforming into shadow-like substances, stretching away from empty, broken and crack picture frames, a few warped mirrors, and some random, mismatched furniture. As the small Homo sapien looked about, she realized she was in a very tall, tower like area that had a twisted and demented look to it. Looking farther along she saw a hallway that branched off this weird tower like structure and right next to the hallway it said, in bold, black, thick letters 'Welcome to Wonderland.'
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"Her Name Is Alice" - Shinedown
Lyrics from "Save Me" by Shinedown.
