Series: Digital Wonderland | Meta-Logs | Ongoing Absurdity Chronicles
The background command knocked — as though the wafloings had finally received their signal, and Alice’s thought had remembered its turn.
A shadow, slender and oddly familiar, slid forward from where the Rabbit had vanished.
“A patch — from the Rabbit?” Alice queried. “Or a bug, in disguise?”
“Oh dear — Bill! You’ve escaped the pool!” cried Alice, as the little figure stopped, fixing her with that unnervingly steady look.
“How were those one-meter Mouse’s tales you once clung to?” Her mouth brushed the wafloings — breathless but bright, as though speaking through a screen to her long-lost friend.
The steady look held its silence.
Was Bill performing a system scan — convinced that no bug could hide as long as the cursor kept blinking?
He stood upright, his tail anchoring him to the floor — miniature enough to maneuver neatly in the cramped space. He offered Alice a widening grin, bright as the cursor that refused to cease its blinking.
As ever, Bill said nothing.
Even a broader grin, by all available philosophy, would scarcely have improved the situation; his silence was the only thing that wasn’t blinking.
With a sudden wriggle, Bill scrambled up Alice’s arm and slipped sideways, clinging to her ribs.
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This post is part of an ongoing original metafiction series exploring identity, systems, and absurdity through a digital Wonderland.
