Gritty sand blasted against her arms as Dolly covered her face. The sand stung her arms and legs and she immediately regretted her thin nightgown and bare limbs.
What was she doing?
Lowering her head into the wind, she trudged on.
This reminded her of a dream she had a long time ago. Walking in blowing sand, in the dark, not knowing where she was, or where she was going. Was she dreaming again?
Dolly had definitely decided that she was in the hospital, in a coma. Dreaming all this. But she didnt remember any accounts of coma victims reviving and talking about the dreams they had had.
The sand abated, but the wind continued to howl around her ears.
The dark shadows fluttered around her, seemingly unaffected by the wind. Dolly ignored them.
"Whatcha doin?" A squeaky voice sounded beside her. Dolly jumped with a squeal and looked down.
Standing with difficulty in the strong wind, was a bear-like creature. It wasnt a bear, but it was similar. It had soft, curly fur and black button eyes. A short snout that pulled back in a silly grin, exposing small white teeth. It stood about 3 feet tall.
A talking bear?
Dolly shrugged. Why not? Nothing else makes any sense in this Wonderland.
"I'm walking."
"Where to?"
Dolly hesitated. "I dont know."
"Why not?" The bear was persistent!
"What is your name?" Dolly asked instead. That gave the bear pause.
"I dont know." It shrugged. "Why dont YOU name me?"
"How about Bug? Because you are bugging me." Dolly started walking again.
"Bug." The bear fell in step with her, giving a little hop once in a while to keep up. "I dont think I like that name." Bug was quiet a moment. "But it'll do until you find something better."
"Thank you." Dolly answered dryly.
They walked in silence until Dolly could stand it no longer.
"Just what are you?" She demanded, coming to a stop.
Bug blinked in surprise. "Dont you know?"
"No."
"I'm your best friend!"
Dolly held up her hands and started to protest. Then she remembered a childhood toy she had cherished. So long ago.
No, it couldnt be.
Could it?
BOOM! BOOM!
Thunder pealed overhead, causing Bug to scramble up Dolly's legs and onto her shoulders.
"Help!" Bug squeaked.
"Get down." Dolly pried him off of her. "It's just thunder."
"I dont like it!"
Dolly patted Bug's head.
BOOM!
Back up Dolly's legs he went. Dolly sighed and resigned herself to carrying him.
She couldnt tell if there were storm clouds over head or not. It was all so dark here. She could only see what was immediately around her.
The fluttery things were gone, though.
Dolly kept walking. She noticed the terrain was no longer flat and smooth. It was getting hilly, and rocky. She really had to watch her step or she would stumble.
Bug whimpered everytime it thundered, which was regularly. Why did she pick this thing up, anyway? Dolly watched her feet. Blue flipflop, rock, blue flipflop, sand. She noticed her blisters had healed up. One lone bandaid was flapping in the wind.
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