You still have faint memories of your youth. Days spent frolicking with Alice, the two of you so small in a world so big. Wonderland was your playground, a colorful stage ready for any adventure the two of you could think of. But those days are far gone. The fire that started all of Alice’s trauma. Since then, no one in Wonderland has been the same. Everything was much darker, far more brutal and bloody. And now there was something worse. The Infernal Train whistled loudly as it slowly tore through Wonderland, destroying everything. Of course the Wonderland residents were too caught up in their morbid ways to pay it much mind. The train was Alice’s problem after all. Yet you couldn’t ignore it. Something about the train’s whistle commanded you to do things, say things you didn’t want or mean. You felt powerless, like you were turning into someone else. The feeling scared you. So, much like a scared kid, you ran and hid away deep within Hatter’s factory. If only that train could shut up…