Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having
nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had
no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?'
So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

Elsewhere, some random kid by the name of Cameron Kirkpatrick was off recording a mixtape entitled "I.Am.Alice." Cameron thought to himself everyday "what good is a mixtape if it doesn't have a decent story, or at least spark a coversation?" So in his own mind, the pleasure of making a mixtape was something worth getting up and awake from the day-to-day ritual that was his life, when suddenly things got very strange very quickly for dear Cameron as he fell asleep, and his eyes closed shut. As soon as he went was asleep, he found himself lost in his own dreams from time to time, but this dream was one like no other... This was his story