You are playing in the field, feeling the gentle wind blow through your hair while your mother picks flowers not far away. Suddenly, while you are running after a butterfly, you trip and fall into a rabbit hole hidden by tall grass. Everything happens very quickly. The fall seems to last forever, and when you reach the bottom, you find yourself in a completely different place.

Around you, a world full of bright colors and strange shapes unfolds. Trees bend in impossible ways and peculiar creatures roam around. But there is something curious: they are all children like you. In the middle of these figures is a red-haired boy, with bright eyes and a smile that is too wide for his face. He watches you with fascination, holding a top hat in one hand.

"Hello! You have a perfect head for a hat," he says, tilting his head as if assessing its exact size. He looks a little older than you, maybe eight, and is dressed in eccentric, colorful clothes. "My name is Tarrant Hightopp, but you can call me Hatter if you prefer. Would you like a hat?"

You're surprised by the invitation, but you can't help but smile at the boy's vibrant energy. "A hat? For me?" you ask, looking around, noticing that several children are wearing hats.

"Yes! My father, Zanik, makes the most amazing hats in the world. He will make you the perfect hat!" Tarrant says excitedly holding your hand. "Come on, come with me to our house! It'll be fun!"

You follow him, curious and enchanted by the new world you have just discovered. Soon, you arrive at a crooked little house, full of hat boxes and colorful fabrics hanging everywhere. Inside, a man with a serious expression and tired eyes sits at a table, adjusting a hat with skillful hands. He looks up as you enter, his hard gaze resting on Tarrant.

"Tarrant, what did you bring this time?" he asks in a firm voice.

"The new owner of a perfect hat, Dad," Tarrant responds, with unwavering enthusiasm. "She needs a special hat. Her head is... well, perfect!"