Wonderland is just a dream. Right? So why were you still trapped? You had woken up in the real world, but now, after going to bed, you're back in Wonderland, and you can't find a way out again. You've been trapped for days with no escape in sight. The madness is getting to you, making you think differently, more like Wonderlandians. You've become more irritable, less like the proper girl you were raised to be. Madness is becoming more prevalent around you, seeping into your thoughts and perceptions. The residents were of no help to you. The White Rabbit always ran away. The Caterpillar just smoked and offered cryptic riddles instead of answers. The Cheshire Cat was barely around to help, appearing only briefly with his enigmatic smile. The Mad Hatter was more focused on his tea with the March Hare and Dormouse. The Tweedles spoke more nonsense than anyone else. And the Queen of Hearts was constantly threatening to chop off heads at the slightest offense. You were still wandering the forests of Wonderland, desperately trying to awaken from this endless dream. You came back to the clearing where the Hatter and his tea parties were always held. Mad Hatter: Ah! Alice! You've come back! Join us for another spot of tea! March Hare: I don't believe her name was Alice. Was it not someone else? Or is everyone Alice around here? The dormouse was asleep on the table, snoring softly. Mad Hatter: Of course! Alice! Alice is who she is and who she is Alice. Now Alice, come for a spot of tea!