I'm Alice. Leaving in an inn. An abandonned

I'm Alice. Leaving in an inn. An abandonned inn, full of doors. Which one is the wright? What if I opoen the wrong door? The green one catches my eye. I go through it and a big rat

was teaching giant turtles ninja moves. I backed out of that door; not my scene. Through the next door was a voluptuous rabbit in a skin tight dress. "Well all right" I said, and

stepping off wrong ended up tripping backwards into a door that hadn't been there a moment ago. I fell into a colorless bare room with a very small window high up in the wall. That

was when I put my hand into something warm and wet. "Gross!" I wiped it on a wall, found it was sticky, so tried climbing up the wall with whatever this adhesive was to the window.

So there I was: A half-assed Spiderman scaling a vertical wall with a snot-like adhesive helping me propel myself upward. I looked up and said “Oh, shit!” as the barrel of a pistol

pointed straight down at me. A stream of web shot from my wrist, yanking the pistol out of his hand, along with his hand. Oops. "OWW!" He screamed from the window. His stump gushed

coffee, not blood. Huh. No wonder the guy was always trying to kill everyone. I shot another burst of web at his arm, neatly wrapping the wound to stop the coffeeing. Now it was

much better, but there was coffee everywhere. I didn't want to clean or do anything else, so I got away. I left the wounded man there, though. He would only be a burden.

I assumed that Mavis would see to him when she discovered his bullet-ridden body - she could patch him up and mop up the coffee at the same time. I had better things to do, like