A Talk With Alice
Love, Madness is well mad. Sometimes it comes on slowly, devolving over many of years. Other times it's triggered by a certain event, such as a tragedy. Madness is never really predictable, never really certain. But one thing is for certain, true madness, the kind that often swallows a person entirely, is not only a state of mind, but a state of being as well.
Madness is an evil thing. It can trap you inside your own mind. You can't talk, can't move, can't do much of anything. The voices in your head, they take control. They tell you things you normally would know to be false. But you aren't normally anymore or you dear? No, your forever changed by this curse.
You try to tell them of all the things you see, the things that plague your existence, your dreams, turning life into a living nightmare. But they don't listen to you. They disregard you as nothing but a hopeless case, a nuisance at best. And the creatures always come at night. When the lights are gone