Her mind was black the only thing she could sense was a clock ticking in the icky darkness. She suddenly saw a chain with a key on the end; it looked like her Cô vợ phù thủy key that she used for mediation. In fact it was. It began to sway in time to the clock’s tick tock tick tock, thêm keys began to fall as she floated bởi them each had a different symbol on the end. Clocks began to drop on chains to0 their hands spinning around its face violently.
The voice of Charles Xavier spoke in her head “Come now Phoebe it’s only a dream”. “It’s not a dream it’s a memory” Phoebe began to float into one of the clocks, through its gears. She can to see one of her memories of her and a man with a big nose and tall madly designed hat, a trà pot on legs came over to the Phoebe in the memory and poured her some tea. “And it makes me sick!” she đã đưa ý kiến as the man in the hat pulled a leaver making a giant saw come up from behind the phoebe from the past.
“Now focus wait! Your floating again, weightless, a suffer just relax” Charles spoke but he was nowhere to be seen. She began to float into a playing card, the Queen of hearts to be correct. She drifted through a war zone, swords and blood scattered everywhere. Phoebe came to a thrown with ngọn lửa, chữa cháy behind it. “Fire, I-I’m in hell!” she cried as the face of the red Queen turned into a horrid monster that swallowed her up, inside the mouth of the Queen the hatter did the same and then she found herself in her own mouth.
“Forget it! Abandon that memory it’s unproductive, go to wonderland!”, “I can’t I’m trapped” Phoebe looked into the eyes of her younger self, still in the darkness of nowhere “….in my past” ngọn lửa, chữa cháy lit up the face of the young Phoebe. She began to fall into another memory.
“You told me she would make a full recovery from the operation” Striker đã đưa ý kiến to a nurse standing vượt qua, cross from Phoebes iron operation table. “Yes she - she will” The nurse đã đưa ý kiến fumbling over her words, they both looked down at the phoebe from the past as her eye sight began to go dim. Suddenly William Strikers head turned into the head of an Ox and the nurses into a clock. Her eye sight finally when black again.
“No phoebe, discard that illusion forget it, Go to wonderland!”. The Phoebe from the present found herself on a lily pad with a rabbit in a hat and waist áo, áo khoác drinking team. They were in a beautiful place with trees and mystic hoa as they sailed down a stream, “I’d rather not Charles, my wonderland is shattered…it’s dead to me”. “You’re preference doesn’t signify girl, now Phoebe where are you?” Charles asked. “I’m sailing with a friend hmm It’s different somehow, things have changed”. Phoebe began to cover her eyes with her arm in fear, “Change is good and change is the first link in the chain of forgetting”. She lowered her arm as she saw the rabbits face turn and twitch “What’s happening? Are bạn mad?”
“I’m not mad”
“Rabbit…”
“That’s not right what he doing?”
The rabbits neck began to bleed and brake , “Is something wrong” Phoebe asked. “W-W-W-R-RONG-G-G” the rabbit screeched it’s voice was high pitched and echoed, his head burst of blood rained on Phoebes face from his neck. “…no not that!”
“Don’t squeal Phoebe, let the new wonderland take shape”, the beauty around her turned to horror, blood and gore, the river turned to black ooze with baby búp bê hands and faces with popped out eyes looking and crying at her. She began to sink “Emotion, corruption It’s killing me wonderland is destroyed my mind is in ruins!” Phoebe cried. The hands of the búp bê began to scratch her face.
“Forget it, Block that dream, and waken now!” Phoebes face was just bare muscle, she screamed and finally all she could see was darkness .
Phoebe shot up, tears running down her face. She didn’t scream hoặc kick hoặc wine she just sat there.
“I thought Charles blocked wonderland I though he caged up those memory’s, I’m not alice I won’t be again, I’m not her’ I’m not ......A killer!”.
The voice of Charles Xavier spoke in her head “Come now Phoebe it’s only a dream”. “It’s not a dream it’s a memory” Phoebe began to float into one of the clocks, through its gears. She can to see one of her memories of her and a man with a big nose and tall madly designed hat, a trà pot on legs came over to the Phoebe in the memory and poured her some tea. “And it makes me sick!” she đã đưa ý kiến as the man in the hat pulled a leaver making a giant saw come up from behind the phoebe from the past.
“Now focus wait! Your floating again, weightless, a suffer just relax” Charles spoke but he was nowhere to be seen. She began to float into a playing card, the Queen of hearts to be correct. She drifted through a war zone, swords and blood scattered everywhere. Phoebe came to a thrown with ngọn lửa, chữa cháy behind it. “Fire, I-I’m in hell!” she cried as the face of the red Queen turned into a horrid monster that swallowed her up, inside the mouth of the Queen the hatter did the same and then she found herself in her own mouth.
“Forget it! Abandon that memory it’s unproductive, go to wonderland!”, “I can’t I’m trapped” Phoebe looked into the eyes of her younger self, still in the darkness of nowhere “….in my past” ngọn lửa, chữa cháy lit up the face of the young Phoebe. She began to fall into another memory.
“You told me she would make a full recovery from the operation” Striker đã đưa ý kiến to a nurse standing vượt qua, cross from Phoebes iron operation table. “Yes she - she will” The nurse đã đưa ý kiến fumbling over her words, they both looked down at the phoebe from the past as her eye sight began to go dim. Suddenly William Strikers head turned into the head of an Ox and the nurses into a clock. Her eye sight finally when black again.
“No phoebe, discard that illusion forget it, Go to wonderland!”. The Phoebe from the present found herself on a lily pad with a rabbit in a hat and waist áo, áo khoác drinking team. They were in a beautiful place with trees and mystic hoa as they sailed down a stream, “I’d rather not Charles, my wonderland is shattered…it’s dead to me”. “You’re preference doesn’t signify girl, now Phoebe where are you?” Charles asked. “I’m sailing with a friend hmm It’s different somehow, things have changed”. Phoebe began to cover her eyes with her arm in fear, “Change is good and change is the first link in the chain of forgetting”. She lowered her arm as she saw the rabbits face turn and twitch “What’s happening? Are bạn mad?”
“I’m not mad”
“Rabbit…”
“That’s not right what he doing?”
The rabbits neck began to bleed and brake , “Is something wrong” Phoebe asked. “W-W-W-R-RONG-G-G” the rabbit screeched it’s voice was high pitched and echoed, his head burst of blood rained on Phoebes face from his neck. “…no not that!”
“Don’t squeal Phoebe, let the new wonderland take shape”, the beauty around her turned to horror, blood and gore, the river turned to black ooze with baby búp bê hands and faces with popped out eyes looking and crying at her. She began to sink “Emotion, corruption It’s killing me wonderland is destroyed my mind is in ruins!” Phoebe cried. The hands of the búp bê began to scratch her face.
“Forget it, Block that dream, and waken now!” Phoebes face was just bare muscle, she screamed and finally all she could see was darkness .
Phoebe shot up, tears running down her face. She didn’t scream hoặc kick hoặc wine she just sat there.
“I thought Charles blocked wonderland I though he caged up those memory’s, I’m not alice I won’t be again, I’m not her’ I’m not ......A killer!”.
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So, yeah. That's it. I'll give bạn guys những thông tin cập nhập about when chapters are đã đăng and still participate in everything, I just won't be an active writer anymore. And feel free to contact me bởi PM on any of the sites telling me where I should go tiếp theo with my articles. TTYL :)
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