Literature
Down From Earth Chapter Two
It was unexpected to see a light. I hear a voice speak to me, stating gibberish I can barely understand. An I speak fluent alcoholic. The voice fades, and the room is dark once again.
My eyes open, my vision clears to a bed, my feet, and a painting of piano keys. A couple house plants sit in the room, succulents and other various plants.
“Where the hell am I…?”
I’m dead though. Why can I still breathe? Why am I still feeling?
“Oh Alice you’re in wonderland!”
I look to where the voice came from, seeing an averagely tall ish man leaning in the doorway. He has smooth, shaggy black hair with a red
