[center]Time passed.
things died.
places were searched.
But still the secrets of this place were kept to itself...[/center]
Alice sat upon a large mushroom, wondering what to do. She had actually searched every place now, and there was nothing. no obvious artifact, not greater power, nothing. just a place of twisted dreams and old stories. With nothing better to do she decided to head back to the museum and see what was going on. With fresh stains and glance at the gate she left the horror once again to view the saner side of life.