Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for language and mature content.
Who are you
When Alyson woke up she wasn’t at the party.
For all she knew she was in a, twisted, upside down, crazy, strange world. She looked around to see if anyone was around. Her body shook from the adrenaline of the fall that she had just taken. Alyson stood up but quickly fell over, the world around her seemed to be spinning. Her head hurt. She didn’t want to be here, she wanted to go home, a safe place.
She began to cry, hot tears streamed down her face. Eventually her body started to shake harder, only to make her headache worse. She missed her Mother, and Father, her little brother and family dog. She missed her warm bed and bright blue sky, with the clouds painted onto the clearness of the blue.
Here in the crazy place the sky was a dark purple, with tints of red. The clouds were a gray color, and shaped in different ways. Nothing like she had ever seen. There were mushrooms all around her all different colors. Along with paths leading into different places, Alyson held her knees close to her chest and started to hum. She hummed a song that she was making up in her head. When she heard a low voice.
“What is that tune you are humming?” Alyson quickly jumped to her feet, her heart was racing. No one was there, no one was around here. She decided in her head to answer anyway. “I don’t know. I was making it up as I went along.”
The voice chuckled, “I quite liked it. Very beautiful, just like you. I don’t recall seeing you around these parts.” When the voice spoke it had a strange echo to it. Alyson looked around not sure if the voice had a body to go with it. “I am not from here,” she started. “I fell down the rabbit hole and I don’t know how to get home.”
“Hmm...The rabbit hole.” The voice sounded suspicious, it wasn’t settling at all. Alyson froze, “Where are you? I can hear you but cannot see you.”
“I am here.” When Alyson turned a tall, yet stunning man stood before her. He looked only a little older than her, 18, maybe. His tall lean body hovered over her, his hair was a dark black, almost purple. His eyes were a sapphire color and his lips as pale as his skin. Across his nose were purple flecks like freckles, but they didn’t look weird. On his temple was a glitter color that made his face glow, his jaw was sharp but not overwhelming. He wore a black top hat with a red ribbon around the bottom. He grinned at her, his teeth perfectly lined.
“Who. Are. You?” He asked looking Alyson over. She trembled as the large body looked over her, he was unusually tall, was he human?
“I am Alyson Smith, and you are?”
Another low chuckle. “I am your wildest dream, the stretch of your imagination, the wonder in every kids thought.” He bowed low. “I am Phoenix Black.”
He took Alyson’s hands, and in her mind she could hear him, follow me, he said. When his body turned, he looked at her and his eyes went from purple to a dark green.
“I am also known at the Hatter around here. People say I am a little mad.” His grin made Alyson feel warm inside, she smiled and followed him, forgetting her fall down the hole.