Down the Rabbit Hole {Part 1} ( Open )

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The seasons were changing, the leaves were becoming a variety of colors, ostly yellow and reds, colors that reminded jervis of his home back in England, His father's farm which he spent most of his childhood. Oh yes, those days had been pleasent until....

Jervis sighed as he stood leaning ont he post of his newly bought Country home, it was a rustic looking farm house with an old barn and about 5 acres to call his own. There were many tall trees, and tall grass, seeming to be wild and free of human interference. He wanted this place to be his retreat from the madness of Gotham and his worries. This was going to be a palce he could go and not be traced by anyone or anything.

The wind rose up abit and sent leaves dancing across the dirt road that lead to his front porch, the road which snaked through the countryside and lead back to the busy Gotahm streets. He wasn't fond of the idea of having to return to Gotham shortly, he wanted to just move out here and be forgotten, but his agreement with the Arkham Rehabilitation program stated that he was to be within the city limits and be in contact whenever... Like he wanted to be bothered by the doctors at Arkham any how. As the leaves settled down, Jervis sighed heavily and glanced downward to his feet, his mind reflecting back on his childhood before flashing to the present.

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After about a year and a half, she was finally free. Free from the sedatives that were constantly given to her to keep her telekinesis at bay. Free from the prodding questions and useless "help" that the doctors tried to give her. Sure, the medications they'd given her were helping her to not relive the scene of her dying mother and friends back in Cherokee, North Carolina, but otherwise, their little pep talks and therapy sessions really didn't help. They didn't go through what she did, nor were they even the same as her. She had a gift; they did not.

Her gift of telekinesis was something that most, if any, of the doctors at Arkham didn't quite understand. Alyce Windrunner McArthur had truly felt imprisoned while in that facility. The sedatives kept her so lethargic that she couldn't even move a simple paperclip. She understood what she had done. The man she had killed had deserved what he got, though, and she wasn't at all guilty about it. If anything, it spurred her to find the rest of the murderers.

She pushed these thoughts out of the way as she was handed a set of keys to a small rental car. Alyce wanted to see the country, and to do that, she had to visit the outskirts of Gotham City. She had already acquired a small, cheap apartment in the south side of the city, but she needed to get out of the hustle and bustle for a little while. Being out in the country and in nature was how she was born and raised, after all. Alyce felt that being in that environment again would rejuvenate her a little, and maybe even clear her head a bit.

Once she got into the little car, a blue Honda Civic, she began her drive out of the city. Luckily, she'd learned how to drive when she was sixteen back in North Carolina. Still, she was a bit nervous, since she hadn't driven in a long time, not to mention that she wasn't used to city driving. Alyce found out real quick how people drove in Gotham City. Like maniacs. Finally, after a long half-hour, she made it out of the city and into the countryside.

When she started to come upon some farmhouses, she decided to pull over, get out of the car, and do some walking. The autumn air was cool and crisp, and out here, it was free of the city's pollution, which made it fresh and clean. Just what Alyce was hoping for. A small smile played upon her lips as she walked, allowing her thoughts to flow free. Thoughts of who her father might be, of hunting down the others her murdered her family, and of what kind of job she should take on to keep funds coming in.

Being so lost in thought, the next time Alyce blinked, she found herself coming upon a rustic-looking farmhouse. She also realized that she was starting to get thirsty, and that the car was no longer visible behind her. This meant that she'd walked further than she'd originally intended...