Dreams duplicated inside her. She no longer knew if she was the container or the contained, inside or outside.
She thought herself into lullaby, thief, and dream.
The Hatter entered her left hand.
The March Hare entered her right.
The Dormouse inhabited her mouth.
Rabbit-Hole swallowed her head.
Two trails of cookies crossed the floor.
Alice followed them despite herself.
She found herself murmuring,
"One, two."
One trail stared at Alice.
The other stared back.
Alice hesitated.
Reciprocated.
Two.
Previous Episode: Carroll Refused Them
Next Episode: Nobody But Alice
She hypnotised herself.
"I'm Alice. I'm Alice. Nobody but Alice."
A surreal chapter in Alice’s digital dreamscape.
This post is part of an ongoing original metafiction series exploring identity, systems, and absurdity through a digital Wonderland.

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