"𝔐𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯"
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I am the Hatter who is mad, they say.

Gone around the bend in every way.

A loon of the sorts who adores riddles and tea,
drowning in a land of ecstasy.

Come with me now! And please don’t fret!

I’ll show you wonders you will never forget!

I’ll show you heaven, hell, and everything in between,
the moon, stars, spiraling galaxies!

A magical realm where nothing is what it seems,
rabbits in waistcoats and a vicious red queen.

My home has an abundance of enchanted food and drink;

when consumed it could make you grow tall or shrink.

I am the mascot of this terrain.

Everyone knows me by my name.

So, let’s go and take my hand.

To a place that Alice called Wonderland!

What he saw was nothing different from the last time, except the lesions were healing now leaving nasty scars and those rough hairs held more grays than before, skin sagged and the rise and fall of her chest made an aged wheeze to whistle out from her parted old and chapped lips. Jimin kept staring humming gently as his gaze was stuck forth to the old grieve face of his mother. Who was laying on the white bed forth in between the concrete rough walls that stunk of damp fungus. This was room 401, where rested an old lady spending the rest of her life in this asylum, mother of the person known as Park Jimin, was admitted seven years back under the accusation of threatening behavior towards her son because of her… mental illness.

 
“Tell you a secret, I’m not alone...” He sang in a soft murmur staring at the old woman while his finger traced circles over the white bedsheets of the bed near the foot of the woman.

He was sitting on the floor towards the foot of the bed while his chin rested on the smooth metal bar over the footboard of the bed as he placed his arms over it besides his face. Eyes never leaving the face of the woman that he could see from there while her feet laid with enough space between them to let him see her suffering face.

“So, what if I’m crazy, the best people are…” Instantly Jimin stuck his index up in the air dragging his nail abruptly against the sole of the woman’s foot scratching it making her shudder and suddenly open her eyes breaking from her sleep almost immediately. She gasped with a hiss and jolted to the harsh feeling under her foot.

A giggle brought her to look down towards her feet and finding the pair of grey orbs staring forth at her, she shot up straight sitting and pulling her legs up she looked at the boy as if he sucked her soul out the moment the two of them met an eye.

As if she didn’t see her son but a grim reaper.

“Mm-min” She stumbled badly over her own words and spoke with a strain in her tongue. Ofcourse with a half of it cut off, it will eventually be difficult to speak.

“Yes Mom, it’s me your one and only beloved son, Park Jimin.”

“Mm…”

“Did you miss me Mom?”

“Nm-Hhhm”

“Really? Awe so sweet of you, I missed you a lot too you know.”

Hearing him the Old woman shook her head mumbling yet again making the silver head guy lose his smile.

“Mmm nh-mm…”

“Ah mom, even if I cut off your tongue off, it didn’t make any difference, you are still so noisy.” Jimin placed his index in his right ear shaking it squinting one eye. He got up from the floor and walked over to the side of the bed to which the old woman instantly pressed herself into the wall beside it clutching the bed covers to her chest watching the silver haired guy with wide shaking orbs and pale face.

Jimin plopped down on the chair raising his legs and crossing them he placed his feet on the bed making the old woman scoot away more curling up. Stretching his arms, Jimin let out a yawn loafing back into the seat, head tilted and grey orbs stuck forth towards the old woman. A snicker left his mouth.

“I was so tired you know? But then I remembered, I have a lovely mother, who must be waiting for me desperately and here I being the ONLY son, I didn’t visit her in a while, so bad of you Jiminie…” Puckering his lips in a pout, Jimin smacked his shoulder.

And just like that he remembered something from the past he smacked his shoulder again and harder this time.

“Ouch…” He gasped hitting himself while the Old woman kept shaking softly breathing ragged watching the boy.

“M-mom please”

“D-don’t hurt me.”.

“No Mom please…” Wrapping his hands around himself, Jimin instantly curled up tugging his knees close. Two streams of fat tears started to run down his cheeks.

“Please Mom, Don’t hit me, it hurts.” He started to cry like a kid making the old woman shake her head whimpering trying to speak yet her tongueless mouth was not helping but watching these repeated actions she surely was remembering a lot. The mental torture he always gave her by using the past, it was more painful than a rusted blade twisted in your gut slowly.

“Mom, Please… it hurts, I-It hurts so much.”

“I’m not insane Mom, please don’t hit me.” He sniffled crying bawling his eyes to which the old woman cried shaking her head, waving her hand in a denial.

“I-I’m your son, I am y-your child, Why are you hitting me?”

“Amm-Min n-no” The Old woman shook her head vigorously to the boy’s words, she whimpered.

“D-don’t you love me like Jiwoo? I-I am also your child like her. M-mom please… d-don’t hit me.” Jimin pleaded watching the woman wail desperately trying to tell the boy to stop but ended up mumbling just some broken words beyond identification.

And just like that, the sniffles died. Like he started crying all of sudden, he stopped too, slowly pulling his legs away from his chest straightening himself back wiping his cheeks and sitting back with now a straight face while the woman only cried more wailing trying to speak muffled words.

“Do you remember it Mom?” He moved forth while staying seated in the chair, his intense grey orbs piercing through the old woman’s teary ones.

“Do you remember how I pleaded to you but you never listened to me.”

“Do you remember when you hit me with-…”pulling his hand out of the overcoat’s pocket on his existence, Jimin brought out a black old leash to which the woman shrieked scooting herself back more into the wall.

“What happened? Did you perhaps remember the feel of it too Mother?” A Psychotic grin kissed his smooth plump lips.

“I remember it too, you know. You made it haunting enough for me to reminisce it. But, I am so glad to not be alone in this, you are with me.” He smiled wide as a giggle slipped past his plump lips.

“Mm-nn-no”

“Alone huh? I was never alone though.” Jimin mumbled to himself giggling like three years old as he placed his hands caged in multiple rings around his face and smiled wide, too wide to be a normal one.

Much wider.

Enough to be like that of the Cheshire cat.

“WE ARE NOT ALONE CAUSE WE ALL ARE MAD.” He spoke to himself with the toothy smile on display. Getting up from the chair and sitting on the bed took just a moment causing the old woman to press herself more and more into the corner. Jimin threw his head back craning his neck stretching it more than a painless one as if it’s snapped off of his neck and looked back to his mother, his silver hairs swaying back effortlessly while his legs stayed crossed and palms resting at either side on the bed.

“We all are mad but who cares, who cares when I get to have what I desired.”

“Love, Ah~yes love, I desired that. Yet you never loved me mother. You always loved Jiwoo and Jihae.” His grey orbs stared deep into the shaking ones of his mother.

“But them?” He rose his hand up pointing his index back towards the wall behind the woman.

“They loved me, All of them did. They treasured me, kept me safe and never left me alone.” Jimin gazed towards the many pairs of hollow eyes, sharp dirty claws and twisted figures each with a creepy smile plastered to their faces, yet this was all veiled to his mother’s eyes, whose shaking orbs looked between the wall and the guy forth.

“Cheshire loved me like a mother. He’s my mother.”

“He never hit me”

“Never left me alone.”

“He’s my Mommy, sweet little mother” Jimin giggled pulling his shoulders up in a shrug giving off a gesture as in leaning in someone’s touch yet the old woman never saw another existence there.

“My lovely mother”

“But-“

“He-… If he’s my mother? Than who are you?” the smile on his face faltered as his gaze shifted back towards the old woman, brows now knitted as if he is truly displeased. Turning his head back to his original position with a sound of bones cracking in it, he flexed his back and flipped now turning towards the woman face to face.

“Who are you?”

The old woman just peered forth towards the boy not expecting this sort of behavior from him. Mostly whenever he visited it was never this calmer, he would never talk this much. It would always be him torturing her making her remember the past or making her feel something that just related back to the past.

It was never this much conversational...

"Oooh I remember"

Leaning in close he gazed at the woman with his piercing orbs while her body racked with sobs.

"You are the woman who used to beat me"

"Who used to hurt me"

"Who taught me how pathetic I was"

"That I was not normal, I was insane"

"I had no right to live or breathe"

"I was a disappointment"

"A mistake"

"I shouldn't have ever been born"

"And that if you made that mistake, it should be corrected some way"

"Do you remember that crimson night?"

A shriek was what left the old woman's mouth as she clawed at her ears to somehow muffle his voice away or make herself deaf to it or just wake up from this dreading dream.

"When the floors ran red..."

Jimin hummed as his eyes slowly closed on their own.

It was so fresh in his memory. Just as it was yesterday.

White soft carpeted floors painted in the perfect blood red shade.

Oh well because it was painted with blood.

Headless bodies scattered around and in between sat Jimin bruised and stabbed while a sharp metal rested in the woman's hand who had stabbed her son trying to stop him from slaughtering his own family.

Deafening sirens were what Jimin heard before the police broke into the house on the emergency call of their neighbors.

No matter how much the woman screamed to let her go or it wasn't her doing but her son's. The officers had cuffed her hands to her back taking her to the station while the mischievous boy was escorted to the hospital.

"Oh that was truly a miracle. So fortunate I was."

Jimin opened his eyes to look at the woman in the eye.

"Did I not tell you, you would never be able to cross me huh? If you had let me gone back then to stop my Alice, none of that or this would have happened."

The woman was crying with whimpers by now.

Ofcourse wounds ripped open again hurt more than the fresh ones even.

"Because of you all pathetic existence, I lost her"

Grabbing the woman by her hairs as Jimin reached hands forth sliding in her hairs he yanked her close to which she shrieked whimpering.

"Because of your pathetic interference, I lost my Alice back then."

"Oh how mad you all had got me then and there"
He yanked more at her hair tightening his grip over them.

"But you were all fools to think you can separate me from her."

"Oh such bloody fools"

"Mm-gm-mh~" wheezed the woman whose nose was running as she sniffled shedding pools of tears.

"Didn't I promise you, I'll find her back huh even if it took me all of my life to search every little piece of land and drop of water on this fucking planet" he growled yanking at the old hair of the woman uprooting some from her skin making the woman shriek and grip on his hand.

"Didn't I make myself clear enough huh?"

"Don't ya know me? I'm the mad hatter who never backs out... Never accepts defeat... Never stops struggling for what he yearns."

His piercing orbs seemed to become opaque with each word spilling out of his plump lips.

"And I yearn for my Alice."

"I desire my Alice and her alone"

"And I would never stop until I get her back, Did I not promise you that huh?"

"Mmin-ah~"

The yank to her hair resting above her bruised scalp brought the woman to let out a pained whimper.

"I did right and you remember"

"You remember what I am capable of and that I never had ever backed out even once."

"Agh-mmm" her cut tongue was curling inside her mouth muffling her voice straining it more to make it difficult for her to speak, even if some broken mumbles.

"You know it right?"

The woman nodded shaking in his grasp trying to keep his hand from yanking more at her hair. The tears never stopped the wails never died and neither stopped the mad man forth.

"That's right, and guess what?"

He leaned in closer staring between her eyes with his wide orbs and wide stretched smile.

"I found her" he whispered loudly and giggled right after.

Expressions of utter shock kissed her wrinkled face as she was not expecting to hear something like this from her son's mouth.

"I found her yes I did oh finally I did, haha"

Instantly he let go of her hairs and stood up spinning on his heels as he clasped his hands together giggling like a child.

"Oh my my~"

"Mnn-amm"

"Yes yes my Alice I found her and she's with me now. She's with me and me only"

Jimin smiled to himself remembering the pair of dark almond eyes he grew so fond of ever since being a child.

"Me and her, we are united again. We were meant to be together so I found her."

"Mm-mm-nngmm"

Turning around towards the woman, Jimin peered at her with big innocent eyes.

"Oh right right, you must not be believing my words hm. Ah~ Yes yes yes" nodding towards his right into the void he agreed the voices circling around his head.

"We can surely arrange a meeting"

"My Alice has a whole right to meet my beloved biological mother right."

"The one who gave me birth and then tried to kill me numerous times. How lovely"

Grabbing the woman once again by her hairs Jimin yanked her close mercilessly bringing her old shaking eyes to stare into his piercing and concealed ones.

Even if they were concealed with lenses, the cold seemed to emit from the one behind thsoe orbs.

"Time to reveal your sins, Mother dear"

Pure hate was what reflected in his tone as well as in his touch and in his gaze.

Indeed it is scary to play with a mad man.

More scary than playing with fire.

And he surely knew the best ways to tame or kill.

Though he only urged to tame his lovely Alice so that leaves him with one and only option to treat the others.

Kill.

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ℑ𝔶𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔡𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔰.
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𝔇𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡: 12/12/2021
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