Deep in wonderland, once was a beautiful and bright world had become bloodied, cruel and twisted, It wasn't the beautiful world Alice knew it was, it was much more abstract and the innocence was lost. And perhaps that was her fault..Was it?..

She was sat in front of a full length mirror with her hands pressed to it, her dark hazel eyes fixated on her tired expression in the reflection of the glass, She seemed to not know who she was anymore. "I've gone mad. I know I have." she muttered.