Madness Returns: Chapter 1 The NightmareNote: THIS IS NOT MINE! ITS JUST A FANFICTION OF ANOTHER VERSION OF ALICE MADNESS RETURNS WITH MY OWN ORIGINAL CHARACTERS!! DON'T COME IN HERE AND COMPLAIN! ALRIGHT? YOU DONT LIKE, LEAVE!!! Enjoy Cecilia... The young girl woke up to the sound of her brothers' deep voice. Opening her eyes, she immediately squinted to the glittering sun. Cecilia... This time hearing her name being called again by her older sister, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. Looking clearly now, she remembered, she fell asleep in the flower garden in h
Madness Returns: Chapter 2 The Stranger "Cecilia! Cecilia! You daft girl!" She heard the pounding on her door, giving her a waking fright from her dreams. Cecilia pulled back her dark hair and her book fell off her chest. "Ye-Yes, Mistress Pearl?" Cecilia jumped off her tattered bed, letting the book fall onto the dirty floor as she rushed to the door with her hand on the knob; hoping Mistress Pearl wouldn't come in. "You lazy excuse of a girl! Get you bum up! You have chores to do! If I come back and you're still sleeping, you will receive punishment!" "Yes, Mistress Pearl, ri-right away!" Cecilia waited and heard the heavy footsteps leave down the hall. She
Madness Returns: Chapter 3 The Doctor Cecilia traveled through the dusty hallways trying not to spill or tip over the tray to the passing children who ran about. She reached Mistress's Pearl office, knowing by the wooden door with a dusty window that had a sign saying Mistress Pearl's office. But before she knocked on the door, she overheard the conversation that was being held on the other side of the door. "She will be here in just a few moments. Thank you for your patience." Said Mistress Pearl. "It's not a problem." She heard a man saying, Cecilia couldn't recognized the voice. "Now you have said she's blossomed quite well, correct?" "Oh yes, she blosso
Madness Returns: Chapter 4 Cookie time The sound of the front door was kicked opened and a sound of a woman yelling; "HATTER!" The sound of wooden sandals came closer and closer and you could just feel the negative aura coming from it. "She's angry." Sang the little girl as she nibbled on a star-shaped shortbread cookie treat. A man chuckled at her comment and patted her on the head. "Someone let the kitty out of the bag, huh Bridget." The room was softly dimmed with only a few candles decorated around the room. From the window it was night time and the crescent moon barely shared any of its light. It seemed like a three story house, they were in the