• (setting, a dark room with no furniture other than a small throne that the small dream sits on, with a blue haired man, named kaito, sits on the ground, clearly troubled by the events earlier, being nearly killed.)

    “Ah, he doesn’t care about people anymore,” said the dream, “Big bro said before that he was thinking about becoming an Alice. He will become an Alice and leave from this world.” Kaito seemed disturbed by these words, “It’s not that I don’t care!” he said defensively, “Now, people are being killed right away! It’s terrible.” The dream stared at him and said “Hey big bro, you thought of it before. You’re not really brave, right?” Kaito started to go frantic, “So you saw it, right? Whoever does usually know it is horrible!” the dream looked like it was in thought, “hmmm, yeah. But it doesn’t matter anymore, your becoming an Alice.” But Kaito didn’t hear a word, he was remembering that horrible moment, “Red…red…red…, I wonder, when you slay people and their families, your lover…” he was obviously talking about the first Alice, “ his blood red eyes were also dyed blood red a long time ago.” The dream looked at him and said “hm, I guess you didn’t hear me, well, do your best then.” Then the dream and the room disappeared, leaving Kaito in the middle of a busy street, with people all around. He was still muttering to himself about the way the Alice’s face was red, and then he had a memory, or a picture, in his mind. It was of him singing. “The song,” he said softly, “Oh, that song, it is time for me to sing it. I am starting to get distracted.” He then got up and began to sing “the second ALICE was a fragile blue one, he sang to the world in the wonderland. Filling regions with so many…” he was then interrupted by a pink-haired girl, her name is Luka. “hey, what is that song? It’s not a very amusing song.” Kaito looked at her as he wondered that himself, “oh, that, I have no idea, it just came to Me.” the girl looked at him and said, “hm, well that’s fine, keep on singing.” “sure” he said, “Filling regions with so many false created notes, that were of a crazy blue world. This new ALICE…” he suddenly paused, “Alice? This song, I remember where I heard it. Two children were singing it. That was when two kids in the audience to keep on singing, and to not stop. “Yes,” he then started again, but reluctantly, “Th-this Alice was that of a rose, he was shot and killed by a mad man. It left a flower blooming sadly red, the one loved by all was now…” the last words were held back, but he whispered, “Forgotten.” He then started to laugh, as if he had gone completely mad. “Red!” he said, “Flowing RED! Her, Their blood! Blood! Blood! Blood!!!” He then suddenly looked at the populace, “You all! Do you know that your blood is red? That’s great! It’s red! Really red! While you only see black!” as he said that, he took a handgun from one of the citizens, he pointed the gun to his head and said, “You all, should SEE IT NOW!” the gunshot was heard, and people began to run away.
    The dream looked at a small doll that looked like the new Alice, except he had a red rose on his suit, “ah, you shouldn’t have listened to them. Ah well, at least I may have a new Alice soon. The dream then laughed a laugh that was one of the scariest sounds ever.