Alice, Queen of Spades

The white rabbit ran past Alice towards the well, yelling "We're late for a very important date!" And then he threw her a pocket watch and jumped into the well.

Alice felt herself running towards the well and leaping in, but she almost wasn't the one doing it. She felt like her brain and body where disconnected as she leaped into the well.

She held her breath as she jumped into the shimmering water, but eventually when she couldn't hold it anymore she took a breath. And surprisingly, she could breathe.

After what felt like an eternity, she reached solid ground. She was in a field with the White Rabbit and a purple cat. She recognized them vaguely, but couldn't tell from where.

"Hello, Alice," the cat said, blinking in and out of view.

"We're only a little late," the White Rabbit added.

"Who are you?" Alice asked.

"The better question, my dear, is who are you," the cat said mysteriously.

"Who am I, then?"

The White Rabbit sighed. "We weren't supposed to tell her this soon, Cheshire."

The cat, whose name was apparently Cheshire, simply shrugged and turned back to Alice. "You're the chosen one."

"What?!" Alice didn't realize she was screaming until she stopped hearing the birds chirp.

Cheshire laughed. "I like this one, Bunny."

"Stop calling me that," the White Rabbit snapped. He turned his attention back to Alice. "Yes. You are the one who is destined to defeat the Queen of Hearts, Acelyn, and become the Queen of Spades."

And then it dawned on Alice why this was all so familiar. She was trapped in the story she wrote.