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Aidan sighed, he saw that the outside was colorful and bright, causing him to stare at it. He mumbled to himself,"I want to go outside". He glanced back, then rememberd that Aiden had stepped out of the classroom. Aidan pondered on this, he really wanted to go outside and paint, yet he didn't want to leave without Aiden...wait he didn't have any painting materials. This brought a new idea to his head,"Is there a store here where you can buy things"? Aidan really wanted to draw, and since he was "dead" or what ever he had nothing better to do. It isn't like he knows anyone here other than Aidan. He tapped his foot to the ground softly,staring at the outside world wishing to explore its color. He was just trying to make Aiden feel better by calling ths world Wonderland, but know that he thought of it more. It could be, or something along the line of that. It's not like it mattered what he called it. All he knew was that he was dead, he was in a strange world, and he's talking to himself...great.