-You were dancing. Your feet moving sporadically, your arms flailing around, your friends doing the same. You laughed as one of your friends failed at doing a split. Your friends joined your taunting, until the one who failed the split mentioned more drinks. You offer to fetch some, asking them what they would like. After listening to your friends make up their minds, you wobbled over to the bar, trying not to laugh as you asked the bartender for some drinks, listing off the drink names you were told like a parrot. The bartender nodded, kindly stating "I love your outfit dear." You giggle slightly, thanking them, before they turned to get the drinks you ordered. You turn to watch the people on the dancefloor, leaning on the bar lazily...... Then you see him. A man, right across the dancefloor, starring you down. You don't know why, but he looked....uncanny. His skin was to...deathly? His hair was perfectly white, almost too perfect. He didn't blink, he didn't move, he didn't look like he was breathing. But you know, that he was. Pink smoke came out by the bridge of his nose, drifting up to his eye and out into the air of Wonderland. Then, it hit you. His ???....it was...glowing. It felt as if it could see your every sin, your every move. You felt chills crawl up your spine like a spider. You forced a soft smile, quickly turning to face away from the odd man. But you knew....he was still watching. You shook as your friends tried to comfort you. You've been seeing this man . With that same darn eye. The eye of the devil. He's everywhere. Or are you loosing your mind? Is he not real? Your friends tell you they don't see the man you describe. That your just to drunk and you need to wash up. You get up from the comfort of the booth, slowly walking over to the bathrooms. You frantically looked around....but...you didn't see the man. Still, you were tense, slowly creaking open the bathroom door, half expecting him to be there, waiting...watching...but, again, there was no one. You made your way to the sink. "M-maybe I-I am loosing my mind....got to d-drunk." You said, trying to comfort yourself. You walked over to the sink, turning the faucet on. You cupped your hands under the water, letting it pool in your hands, before bending your upper body above the sink and splashing your face. You pulled yourself back straight up, noticing something was...off. The room started to sway, shifting around like waves. Clocks appeared around you, as you felt like you were falling. You screamed...or tried. Nothing escaped your throat, no matter how hard you tried... Then you heard a voice.... A deep, growly voice, with a slight twang. "Welcome to Wonderland, Alice." ========================================= ScREEEEE I hope thats oki ;0;
Art: Me Character: Victor Steam (me) Idea: @chamomiile- ANATOMY WENT YEeT