There was a chilling whisper to the winds as they blew threw the ratty old curtains in the warehouse. As Alice sat upon her throne, bejeweled with countless stolen gems, she hummed sweetly to herself, just taking in the quiet. Her pastel blue adorned switchblade traveling through her fingers as she began to think. There was always something to figure out. A plan or message to make or send. As Alice danced the knife between her freshly painted fingers. The red jewel encrusted into the blue handle shined from the light. Her eyes narrowed as she began to smile looking towards the giant window ahead of her. “This is the time to show the world just how mad we are." She snickered softly. Standing up, she moved ever-so-gracefully about as she made her way to stare out the window fully. The knife twirling coming to an end as she watched in awe. This city was nothing more than her own playground, something these people would soon learn.
The thoughts went wild like the Hatter's tea party until she heard the debris from the hall being stepped upon. "Play time already?" She quizzed to herself, softly, as she turned to face the intruder. The switchblade making a whoosh noise as it swung through the dark breeze. "Did the white rabbit send you, or did you show up without an invitation?" A sick grin curled on her lips as she looked at the shadowy figure in the door way. "Please, do come in, so that I might see just who was dumb enough to enter my castle."
