I've got your scent. There's no escaping, now.

"Maybe I am. Maybe I went on a little trip. You'll never know." The voice came, gargled but distinguishable from beneath the water. Those two, reptilian, piercing eyes stared up at him from just beneath the surface.

"We’re in Wonderland…" She whispered. "But it’s not possible…" Wonderland was supposed to be just a place in her head. Only she was able to go there. No one else had ever been there with her.

"Well then." He laughs, tossing the hammer over his shoulder. He steps up to the pressure plate, and suddenly gives a nasty, gutteral growl as he sends his over-sized fist down onto the metallic circle. The metal ball flies up the pole with such force that it shatters the...

"Well come on, then." He swept her up, sitting her atop his shoulders as he made his way through the crowd of scattering civilians. The person manning the dart booth was still trying to empty the cash register before he ran. Waylon inhaled and let out a roar so vicious that the entire booth shook and shuddered like a leaf in a storm. The man collapsed with fright, and he gestures to the booth with a smug grin.

She smiles at him. “Thank you.” She starts to climb the ladder but stops, feeling dizzy. She goes limp and slips off of the ladder.

Waylon catches her with one arm. “You alright?” He nudges her a little. Maybe she needs fresh air? The sewers can be stifling. He climbed up and out with her, a little concerned. 

"Y-yes…I’m fine." She nods and closed her eyes a moment before opening then. "I just…" Her eyes widened. The scent of flowers and water hit her nose with the breeze. "Oh no." She was certain this wasn’t the city he lives in. Because this was her Vale of Tears in Wonderland. The giant dominos and marbles proved that. Along with the flying creatures and giant plants. The sky was blue and the stream was in front of them.

"Where...are we?" He questions, eyes wide and alert as he surveyed his sudden new surroundings. It smelled of fresh water, nature...yet sick, somehow. An underlying twisted fate to this place. He looked to her in shock, having a feeling he already knew the answer.

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"Who are you?" He growled, unmoving. This collar had to come off. If it came to eating her, he decided he would do it after this terrible device was off and through with frying his skin.

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"And who are you that I should say please, huh lady?" He snapped, smelling the Asylum stench on her. His eyes narrowed, but he was not ambitious to attack her, should she have a control mechanism for the collar.

"A-are you alrigh…O.k., stupid question."

"Absolutely not!" He spat angrily, ripping at the collar again. There was another sharp shock, and he collapsed.