Alice stared back at the girl. Her appearance seemed to be that of one that was, although inquisitive, a bit timid. Alice couldn't blame her. It was a strange new world, and the last thing she had probably ever expected to happen to her. In truth, Alice sometimes wondered if this place was a dream herself. Between the fights, the girl she had liked that was gone and the meeting, Alice's ming felt fairly presses these days.

Of course, the reminder this was not a dream lay in her right high heeled boot: the vorpal blade, her surest reason of where she was.

"I am Alice," The older girl replied. "I figured you just arrived here: you were at the gates, it is how most of us arrive here. As far as I know, no there is no way to return to your world. You can take it from me when I tell you that this fact is the least of your problems."