No Time, No Date
"Alice's" room was so empty, nowadays. Her wall of dolls were quiet now, only answering when she talked to them, as she hummed and brushed her hair for the third time recently. It wasn't as if she needed too, anymore, but she was so bored. All her Chains were gone, all her friends had vanished when she had felt the Abyss shift. It was just her, and there was only so long she could brush her hair for before the boredom and the loneliness started to get to her, more that it already did.
Then she felt....something. An entrant, someone coming into the Abyss in a way that she didn't recognise. "Alice" frowned. She desperately wanted a friend, someone to talk to, she didn't want to be lonely anymore. But something about this person felt...different. Not like a human, or a Chain, but something else.
"Alice" waltzed, taking steps from side to side to the beat of music that only played in her mind. "Who are you?" she asked, as the wanderer seemed to enter the room, a normal-ish looking place, if you ignored the giant wall of dolls and the shadows on the edges that seemed to move when you weren't looking. "How did you make it down here?"