Wonderland - Jags

Introduction
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Until I let it out. After it talked to
me. While it was in there, trapped
behind the glass, it looked a
little bit like a cute, luminescent
turquoise and purple spotted fish
and it sweetly told me what to do—
and what it’d do for me.
So when Linda came home, I
hugged her and I told her I was
thinking we should finally get
married after all and that I was
done with all the freaky stuff for
now—and could she please go
clean the blood off the glass in the
bathroom?
I even set the table while she was
up there. I think she was so happy I
was agreeing to help out she didn’t
think twice. I could tell when she
did it because there was a sound
like a soap bubble popping—but
loud enough for me to hear it
downstairs. If you think about it,
that doesn’t make any sense but
that’s what it sounded like.
It took longer than I thought. She
struggled and screamed softly for a
while—and then I went upstairs—
pretty scared, I admit—but it
upheld its part of the bargain and
while it had gotten Linda ready it
was good to its word: it hadn’t kept her all for itself.
So we brought her downstairs to the table and we had her for dinner.
After it was through with her, we ate her up just like spaghetti.
Final Warning
JAGS Wonderland is a world book for a reality that is starting to
unravel and in the dark spaces where the threads have come apart are
candy-colored nightmare eyes. It’s horror in the traditions of the Silent
Hill computer games. Cinematically it draws from Hell Raiser (itself
somewhat derivative from the Alice in Wonderland books—ask Project
Puritan) and Jacob’s Ladder. It’s informed by the phantasmagoric
works of Lewis Carroll which any child knows are scarier than they are
whimsical, darker than they are humorous, and, as American McGee
realized with his wonderfully gothic Alice video game, far more mad
than either the Hatter or the Hare.