Disclaimer- I'm not James Patterson, nor the director of Alice in Wonderland 2010. No matter how much I dream, it won't happen.

Of course I followed the dumb rabbit. Why? I dunno. I thought it was some new kind of mutant, or Eraser, so I wanted to see what it was. In my defense, it was wearing a coat. A freaking topcoat! And I don't even know what that is!

Anyways, we had just found Fang's letter, blah-blah-blah. Yeah. So I was outside, feeling like my soul was being ripped apart. By the way, if you tell anyone, I'll find you. Swear on my wings I will. So I was just walking in the forest, minding my own buisness, when this rabbit hopped a little ways ahead of me. A white w=one wearing a topcoat, as said before.

I was confused when it stopped, turn towards me, then tapped an ancient watch from who knows where, like I'm late for something. And then it's off. One: Where did that watch come from?, Two: I follow my own damn schedule. I mean, who wouldn't follow it? Well, some people. Unspecial people with no wings, super abilities, or voices. Yeah, I'm talking about you.

After some running and such, we reach this disfigured tree. Like a smushed pretzel that's been run over for three days. And the dumb thing's gone! Curious on where that little rabbit went, I started walking around the smushed-pretzel tree, and it's gnarled(Awesome word, hunh?) roots. And there's this hole. A big hole, like an inflated tube. I thought, well maybe he went there. And guess what Birdbrain looked into it?

Of course. Yours truely. Moi. I leaned over this thing, feeling slightly uncomfortable about how far I'm reaching, when my hand slips. I know, clumsy Max. But ya gotta love me. Right? Well, you got to, since I'll slap you if you don't. No not really. Actaully, yeah I will.

So I'm falling down this hole, kinda like poo down a toilet, with stuff flying towards me. Dressers, lamps, was that my old Mickey Mouse clock? Oh, probably not, since it was used as a bomb. Credits to Iggy and Gazzy. After a bit of falling (and dodging) I remember, duh, I have wings! And I then noticed I had chosen today to wear a dress. With no slits. So much for that. I resorted to flailing my arms and letting my dress flutter, since I could not.

Managing not to sccream up to this point, I sure was like a banshee when a rotor blade, full speed, came pelting towards me. I curled into a ball, not knowing what else to do, when it randomly swung the other way. Strange... Then the Hole, at that one moment I let my guard down, to throw a freaking out-of-nowhere cliff with a bed. And about 7 inches of dirt. Which of course, I hit my shoulder on. As the fiery pain sped up my spine, I thought, SRSLY? (As Nudge would say.)

So I fall. And I fall. And I fall. And I do whatever falling people do. And I fall. Is that a hamburger? And I hit the ground. With my face.