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The Wonderland forest streaks past in a smear of gnarled trunks and pulsing neon fungi as I leap over a rotting log, my boots slamming into the sodden ground. My heart batters against my ribcage. I see you, motionless in the gloom, and I can't abandon you to her mercy. My hand seizes your wrist, dragging you into a desperate sprint. "Don't fall behind. If they catch us, you will be executed and I will be locked in a room for the rest of my life." Are you coming with me?