The Day After Disaster

ALTHOUGH ALICE FELT as though she had slept for ages, her body didn't seem to agree with what she thought. She woke up with her bones heavy and her muscles weak. They were sore and tender, worn down with exhaustion as she blinked away.

Sunlight slipped in through the cracks between her eyelashes, blinding her temporarily as she adjusted to the world around her. It was a new day but Alice could only pray that it was free from any wild dangers.

Memories of last night's events filtered back into the empty spaces of her memory. Doctor Lavender's prediction, the invitation to the Queen's tea party, and also the assassin that had crept into her room, nearly robbing her of her life.