Chaos, a Prelude to Denial
– Night of the Fire –
- The Days after the Fire –
Doctors look down at Alice on a bed, converse, “She survived the fire, Doctor, but her loss…” “Entire family gone…”
fiery flash and distant screams
Nurses peering at her, “Hasn’t said a word.” “She just stares. Matron says it’s a ‘psychotic breakdown.”
“SAVE YOURSELF, ALICE!” and a roar of flames as Alice sees herself, white rabbit in hand, on a black plane running towards the fire but moving backwards.
Looking up there’s the White Rabbit standing at the center of the hallway. Patients and nurses walk around it as if it wasn’t there. Alice moves forward…
“Like to see the back of her, creepy little git.”
“What’s wrong with me?”
“Was the fire my fault?”
“Who’s to blame—if not me?’
“Did they save me and lose themselves”
“Why did I survive?”
“Did Dinah escape?”
“Where is that Cheshire Cat?”
With each new question the fire outside grows more intense. Screams, shouts, words remembered from the night of the fire flood the atmosphere along with a dense smoke and hellish glow.
This is Alice’s private hell and she’s been here far too long.