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Alice would wake up in her bed. At first, she thought it had all been a dream, a nightmare if you will. Then, she saw the note and the rose. She frowned with narrowed eyes, which soon turned into a glare as she remembered what happened. She knew then that it had been no dream. It had all really happened. She grabbed the note and the rose and tossed it into the trash bin nearby. She wanted to forget about it all, forget about HIM, wanting nothing to do with the man who had, in all sense, kidnapped her and wouldn't let her leave when she wanted to. She shook her head as she washed up and got ready. She had a show to get ready for, since the theatre was going to try again, perform the play again.