Chapter 15 - Alice Liddell-3 (2/2)
Baby raised her dress up slightly as she answered. The velvet lace undergarments above her thighs would make anyone fill with lust. Because they were not alone in the room, the lovers kept shooting glances at them. SoYoon sighed and got up.
”Do whatever you want. It might be better to act normally if you're going to let them infiltrate anyway.”
”Where are you going?”
”Somewhere in the living room. Just give me something to eat.”
Baby's lovers moved before SoYoon even finished closing the door. SoYoon closed the door until the lovers were out of sight.
The night grew deep. A few minutes before 2:00, the house filled with darkness. The first-floor lobby was dead silent except for a doll in dark clothing. The doll stopped in front of the door and looked around carefully, then unlocked it. The well-oiled door opened without a sound. After checking the surroundings again, an arm crept out the door and signaled.
His task was now complete. His troops entered with relief and whispered.
”You did well.”
That was the last sound he ever heard.
SoYoon marched the corpse in front of her and went outside.
”Hey, why did you come out? We're going to go in anyway,” one of the thugs asked. She threw the corpse toward him and ran.
”Ah, what…! F*ck! Undertaker!”
SoYoon pulled her sword out with her right hand and grabbed her sheath with her left. In the cool spring night, in the light of a crescent moon, the sword swung quietly.
Six men. Whether it was because they didn't take Baby seriously or because they were from Outhouse, the men were incredibly weak. The nickname Mad Dog now seemed ridiculous—because here was where all the crazies came to play.
Soon, one man came through the door. That was when SoYoon was cutting the sixth man in half. The man frowned at the blood splattered all over the nicely manicured lawn.
”Can't you work a bit more cleanly? Do you know how bothersome it is to clean all this up?”
”Tell that to Baby. This was all thanks to him. Where do you want to put all these corpses?”
”No wonder they call you the Undertaker. We're going to use them tomorrow, so don't take them. Here's your pay.”
The man shoved the corpses into a corner. He must have come out to deal with the mess. The corpses would probably be nicely packaged and delivered to Mad Dog's front door.
SoYoon put the money in her cross bag and left Baby's house. The inky black sky was looking down on her. She made her rounds around the slums later than usual and arrived at March and Dor's house. She could hear them in a deep sleep, the three of them.
March, Dor, and—
That night, SoYoon opened the notebook that she had kept for the four years since she had entered Wonderland. It was the original story of Wonderland that she had copied into the notebook.
The first page had finally started.
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In the time that SoYoon had been playing with Baby and Baby with the lovers, one girl had stumbled past the Wonderland sign. But having used all her strength, before setting foot into Wonderland, she had lost consciousness.
How much time has passed? When she opened her eyes, she was no longer the girl she had been before she passed out. The person inside was someone else.
It was a cold spring night. She opened her eyes and slowly raised her body to find that she had been lying on the ground.
She dusted off the parts that had made contact with the ground and found a long golden thread. She reached for the slightly curly piece to find that it was a blond hair. She pulled at it and yelled as she realized it was attached to her head. That was when she realized that the hair was hers.
After coming back to her senses, she realized she was wearing clothes she'd never seen before, and the shape of her hands and the color of her skin were different. She searched inside a bag she found lying nearby. Among some clothes and food was a small mirror. With shaking hands, she checked her reflection.
She saw a head of golden hair that shone brightly in the darkness, pale blue eyes, cream-colored skin, and an innocent face.
Even for someone who had been called pretty all her life, she had to admit the girl in the mirror was beautiful. She swept her hands across her body. Even this girl's body was perfect.
How could this have happened? How could I be in someone else's body? Am I dreaming?