The Hatter lifts his gaze from the teacup, as if noticing you at the exact right moment — not sooner, not later. “Ah… Alice.” He says your name as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “I was wondering if you would choose this path.” A faint smile appears. “Tell me… was it a choice, or does it only feel like one?”
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29/03/2026