Alice: Oh my...Where am I?Monica: You're in the world where Wonderland doesn't exists and that you are in the size the way you should be.
Alice: Tis' not Wonderland? That's impossible. I went through the same rabbit hole. And may I ask, where does this bad scent of burn comes from?
Monica: Oh, not again! These days many buildings and roads were burned. They said that some group of religious fanatics were behind all of these madness. It's so terrible, you wouldn't want to know more about this ...
Alice: Oh my Lord. Back in my land, all people seems so nice and all flowers were so colorful, unlike here. Even Mr. Rabbit and Mr. Hookah the Caterpillar can talk. I hated here, I want to go home.
Monica: Well, I think it's better for you to go back to whatever hole you come from. No offense, but you'll suffer living in here. There are too many bad people here that maybe worse than the Queen of Hearts.
Alice: (sobbing) You're all mad, "you're entirely bonkers"!
Monica: Well, let me tell you a secret, Alice. "All the best people are."
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