Alice flicked a strand of golden hair over her shoulder and smirked.
"The old witch threw me in."
William frowned.
"Explain."
Alice sighed, leaning back dramatically.
"She used her half-broken [Anchor Pen] to write a future where I would 'find my way through the maze.' Then, she shoved me in.
She thought she was being clever, but she didn't anticipate something going wrong.
You see, I was also switched from 'descended body' to 'true body.' My real world became my new 'descended state.' I escaped her grasp, for now."
She tilted her head, her green eyes full of mischief.
"Though… considering how long I've been missing, there's probably chaos back in the real world."
William's thoughts snapped to attention.
"The old witch… Who exactly is she?"
At that question, Alice's expression shifted.