Jeff the Killer x Alice Liddell: Chapter 11

Alice’s P.O.V
Chapter 11:
I heard the sharp shut of the door and then tentacles wrapping all around my body. It’s tentacles were cold and moist as they pressed against my warm skin, raising goosebumps all along my body and down my spine. I felt my body leave the ground and be pulled towards it, it raised me above it’s tall head and stared at me with its eye less face. So empty, so soulless. “What?” I asked, growing sick of the disgusting feeling of his tendrils around my body. It pulled me close to its face and I stared where his eyes would have been, then I felt a heaviness on my conscious. Sleep was beckoning me, the closest escape from reality that I had, the closest thing to my Wonderland. I let my eyes fall closed and my body limp, I felt myself fall. A static haze filling up my eyes, the blurry sound filling up my ears.

I opened my eyes, I was in a white room. With it standing at the other end in front of me, a voice filled my mind. “My name is Slenderman, and this is your mind”, it said gesturing around the room. His voice was heavy with an accent I had never heard before, frowning I looked around, it was empty. Barren from existence, “I guess that solves the mystery of whether or not you are a man...” I said to myself, he stood there unamused and walked towards me. His surprisingly graceful body gliding easily through the space of my mind, “Here, I am going to be performing, tests...” he said, my skin crawled at the word. I could feel pushing memories at my mind, I looked around the white room, it started to flicker from white to black. The dark of my faraway memories rising up, I shook my head. He tilted his face and looked at me, “Don’t like tests? I can tell...It seems as though you have some bad memories, why don't you show me?” He said challenging me, I stared at him, horrified. “I-I wou-ld never!” I said through shakes, the memories were erupting through my body. “Just show me why you hate tests. Thats all I want..” My body stopped shaking, “This will help you..” He said, his voice sounded stern. Honest, he wanted to help me. But I could never let anyone, anything see what had happened to me. I could feel the tears burning away at my eyes. Someone wanted to help me, the thought pounded through my mind. Those white coats said they wanted to help me, I looked up at the man shaking my head. Taking a deep breath I sighed and walked towards his side and looked around at the white room. Then I looked up at the man, I had nothing more to loose. Taking in a deep breath I closed my eyes and let the painful memories wash over me.

I opened my eyes once more, I was sitting in the asylum chair. Wires and chords plugged all around me, I looked around. The room was empty, I could see Dr Tanner through a window. His face smiling as always when he saw me, I looked down at my hands. They were tied to either side of the chairs armrests. I felt a cool metal along my head, a voice went off in the distance, “Patient 172, do you finally admit that there is no Wonderland?” I could feel my body preparing for another shock, what was I supposed to say? I felt my older self stutter no. I closed my eyes as another shock erupted through my body, I felt myself convulsing in the chair, the pain rocketing through me. I could feel the tingling of my muscles as each fiber of them lit up with electricity. I screamed at the top of my lungs, “Please just kill me! Please!” I yelled over and over. I opened my eyes, Slenderman was in the room with me, staring down at me. He touched my wrist and I was in another memory.

I was lying in a small white bed, Dr Tanner walked in and removed his lab coat. He was wearing a lavender dress shirt with a dark red tie, he pulled out a syringe from his pocket and walked towards me. Fear buzzed through my bones, no no. Not again, leave me alone!  “There...there..” He whispered fakely to me, I screamed, but with one mastered move he stuffed his tie in my mouth and covered my arms using his own. I felt the injection inside of my arm and my eyes roll back into my head as his hands moved up to my face and in a twisted voice whispered, “Sweet dreams”

I opened my eyes, pulling myself away from my subconscious mind before more memories. Slenderman shook his head and said, “Patient 172...” I growled in reply, “Don’t you ever..EVER call me that.. Or say that again” I turned to him and he nodded in reply, “What do you want to be called?” he asked, I sighed and replied, “Alice.. My name is Alice..” I smiled. Alice. My name. My identity. That was who I was, I grinned wider. “What happened Alice? Why were you in that prison?” he asked me a hint of concern escaping his rich voice, I looked at him and replied, “I would rather not relive...” Slenderman nodded and replied, “Don’t worry Alice, no more memories.. Just you and me talking..” I sighed and looked up at him, readying my body to tell of my tragic tale. “When I was a little girl my family, including my sister all burned in a house fire...Everyone blamed it on me, everyone said that I killed them. My own family, I was sent to live in an orphanage for a few years. Where I saw a doctor because all of the other kids were complaining of me speaking of weird things..All those other kids thought I was crazy, all told the doctor that I was loopy.. After a year or so of living there, one day men came to the orphanage and took me away. The doctor said that he was trying to help me, that it was for my own good... I was stuck in that asylum for 4 bloody years! The things those white coats did to me! The things they injected in me, saying they were keeping me sane! When really they were keeping my only freedom and joy further and further away from me.. And now that I am free. I can see why” I felt tears brimming my eyes, the painful memories turning into tears. Slenderman sighed, “This joy that you have.. What is it?” He asked me, I smiled. “My joy. My Wonderland, my beautiful world where I can do anything. To anyone! Where I am absolutely free!” I said looking up at the empty sky of my mind, Slenderman nodded and said. “Alice...I think that you are one of us, and I can make that Wonderland into a reality if you just stay here for a while and let me figure out how” I looked at him, was this creature serious. “Really? My Wonderland?” He could not, surely it was impossible. I grazed my eyes along his body, trying to read such a blank canvas. I shook my head, smiling and thinking of what else I had left to loose, “I shall stay...”