the Queen roared at Margaret. “Now!” “How am I supposed to do that, My Queen? You know what kind of a monster he is.” “Just figure it out!” The Queen padded the chamber left and right, hands behind her back. “It’s too soon for an apocalypse. I want a mad world. Not a dead world. Besides, why is he here? What does he want with the end of the world?” “I have no idea, but what you’re asking me isn’t something I can do,” Margaret says. “Normally I’d use the Cheshire’s help with something like that, but he made it clear he isn’t on our side. He just wants to bring chaos into the human world for his own giggles and grins. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s in this with Lewis Carroll.” “Then the Pillar is our only chance,” the Queen says. “Where is he?” “Haven’t seen him since the last time when I visited this Alice girl to convince her she should be one of us,”
