Chapter VIII: Alice
Step into the dark wonderland of a mind unraveling…
Bound in a stark white straightjacket, Alice writhes and twists, struggling against the forces that seek to contain her. But madness cannot be caged. With a final shudder, she breaks free—her knife gleaming in the dim light. Shadows rise, twisted enemies from a world gone mad. She strikes, swift and ruthless, until silence falls.
Then—she finds mushrooms and potionts. A bite, a taste… and her body transforms. She shrinks, she soars, reality bends around her. And as she embraces the chaos, she sheds her restraints, her garments, her past. From the depths of madness, she emerges—unbound, untamed, unfolding her wings.
Alice is free.
Photos by Ben Böhm