A short story I wrote for a Wordhaus writing contest. Enjoy. ********* Down the rabbit hole again. Only she wasn’t Alice and this certainly wasn’t Wonderland. She couldn’t remember arriving, yet here she was waking up in this hell once more. The last thing she remembered was boarding the late train for Cardiff to meet the professor. Had that truly happened? She wasn’t sure. Her thoughts were a blur. The only thing she knew was that every fiber in her being was telling her to be very afraid. The morning light was just beginning to break, the sky a mix of the darkest blue of night tinged with pink and orange…