Calvin smiled brightly, immediately leaping onto what Charlie had said. "Yes, just like the rest of them! No one's here, but everyone is! They aren't supposed to be, but something went wrong, so they all wander around lost. You don't want to be one, right? Then all you have to do is read the ending!"
Calvin waved his hand dismissively at Charlie's protests. "It's the same, it's the same! You arrive in one, you arrive in the other!" His bright enthusiasm didn't fade the slightest at the dismissal. Blinking in surprise Calvin shook his head. "No one can find their way out of here without help! You need it. Or you'll be stuck here with the rest of them!"
Calvin looked up, a slight puzzled expression on his face. At the question his face cleared up, a bright grin showing. "Why, I'm here to help! You're new to Wonderland, aren't you? Probably have tons of questions. It's my job to help! Anything that you need. I can even tell you which way out of the city!"
The door opened, and he smiled up at the man who stood there. "Charlie, nice to meet you. My name's Calvin." He grasped one of Charlie's hands, shaking it with great vigor. Not waiting he stepped into the room, bright eyes looking over everything that was there. He looked out of place, a bright spark amongst the dingy furniture that filled the apartment. He didn't appear to take notice, moving over and sitting down on a chair. He looked up to Charlie expectantly, waiting.
His step was confident as he moved. Those that saw the man that walked down the streets could see how well he knew what he was doing. The bad parts of the city were easily avoided with little thought, a slightly dreamy grin on his lips. The fights around him didn't earn a single glance, but few beyond the newcomers did pay attention to such things. He turned down a more quiet street, passing those engaged in more silent crimes. He looked at the houses as he passed, studying the numbers on each one. Those inside felt something looking at them for a brief moment, and then he moved on.
Pausing before one house, he studied it just like the ones before him. A wide toothy grin broke out at this one, Calvin walking up the steps as if he was coming home. He knocked on the door three times, a loud cheerful sound that was out of place in such a dark city. He took off his hat, fiddling with it as he waited for someone to come answer the door.
It had been four years since she had seen the man she was being delivered to. She had liked him even though at the time he thought she was a he. She had faked being a man to get into the castles and would have done well if she hadn’t been outed by a classic male prank.
There was a lot of litigation to try to get her out of her punishment. Her parents were furious but in the end she had been put into Handmaids training.
Alice looked stoically forward at the door. The Matron beside her knocking on the door. A Martha answered the door and let them into the sitting room where she stood next to the Matron waiting for the couple to come down.
Upstairs Aurora was finishing getting ready. “I don’t see why we need a handmaid. They said I could still have children,” despite the likelihood being extremely low.
Sighing he moved down the street. The sun was setting soon, which meant the crime out there was going to get even worse. Not that there was much of a difference. The same crimes went on during the day as the night, some horrendous acts even done out in the open. Still, being inside allowed him to survive for at least a little longer. He wasn't going to die today. Not if he could help it. Charlie still had no idea how he had ended up in this land, or how he was going to get out. He wanted to find his way home badly. Quite frankly, the city terrified him, and he was a coward.
The apartment opened, Charlie quickly slipping inside. Sitting down on a couch he sunk down. It wasn't the most secure door, but it stopped those looking for an easy mark. Which most of them were. If it was someone more determined, well. He doubted even a good lock would have kept them out if they wanted him dead. The main reason why he stayed below notice as much as possible. Wonderland's chaotic nature made that even easier than it normally would be for him, thankfully. With everyone vying for attention, he slipped through with ease. Grabbing a bottle he lifted it up, enjoying the cool beverage. It was nice to be able to relax.