[Scene: A dimly lit room, covered in red roses painted messily. The walls are warped, like the world itself is bending around Alaric.]

Alaric (steps forward, grinning): “Weren’t you curious? Curious about who I am—what I am? You thought this was Wonderland? Heh… Close. This is Gotham, darling. Name’s Alaric Valentyne… but you can call me Alice.”