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<strong>Madder Hatter:</strong><br />
▲ Please read and review! I really want to hear your thoughts and suggestions (about anything, even shipping)~
▲<strong>Madder Hatter:</strong><br> <strong>You’re <s>LATE</s> for Tea!</strong><br><nowiki> </nowiki> -<em>By Seraphina-</em>
Raul had never been one to believe in ghost stories or fairy-tales, or anything supernatural in general. No, he was one of those people rational to a fault, and it didn’t help at all that he was studying financing at college. In spite of this, lately he could not help but feel that, somehow, he was being watched. This, of course, seemed extremely irrational since there was absolutely no proof or reason to support it. Shaking his head with a sarcastic half-smirk, Raul decided to take a stroll in the park opposite his university, if only to clear his head. It was nightfall, and the final rays of sunlight scattered pitifully on the grass as Raul walked aimlessly among the trees. His sharply blue eyes lit up as he found a young woman, whom he didn’t remember seeing before, occupying the usually empty bench hidden between two large willows. From his angle, all Raul could make out was the glorious red hair cascading wildly over her shoulders, a cute little braid, and a lovely green top hat laced in black. Glancing around to make sure they were alone, Raul decided that some fun away from his sometimes dull girlfriend Kristine wouldn’t harm anyone. Plastering a charming smile on his face, Raul strolled up confidently to the fiery-haired beauty.
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He was quite proud to see the first grin appear on Alice’s face at his not-so-subtle suggestion. Taking that as a yes, he held out a hand for her to take and together they walked towards his flat. He knew that Kristine would not be there until much later, so he was in no fear of getting caught mid-act. He could have his quick fun with lovely Alice and THEN his girlfriend. Unlocking the door, Raul motioned for her to get in before closing the door behind them.
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Swallowing, Raul tried, ‘A-Alice? What did you-‘
‘OFF WITH HER HEAD!’ Raul jumped at the sudden roar. It sounded…too masculine…
Raul began to vomit. He wished he had closed his eyes… He wished… He wished… God, if you’re up there!
Nothing could have prepared him for the pure black despair that washed through him at the sight of the maniac holding two bloody scissors. His mind clouded. He seemed to see the scarlet Death raising its scythe to his neck. The axe was about to swing. ''Swing, swing, swing…''
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