EPILOGUE

"Aain! Aain!" A small voice cried out in the darkness. Aain's eyes opened, and he found himself staring at a few little kids that seemed concern about him. After seeing that he was okay, the kids sat down with eager looks. The park was fresh and crisp, but it wasn't like the flower field.

"Aain! Tell us a story!" a kid said with a grin. Aain reached into his pocket, feeling the tea inside. He held a tight grip on the golden watch in his hand, and smiled.

"Okay…this is story when I went into Wonderland...just like Alice did years ago…"