Wonderland

Rahls shrugged. "Doesn't matter to me much. I'm getting out."

In contrast with his words, his voice and face still exuded the same cold anger that he was feeling. The man wanted people to die? Fine. They probably would, one way or another. He spun on his heel and began to walk away.

"If that's all, I'll be going now." He said without turning around.

Aveline pretended that she understood what the Shopkeeper had just said. She understood that she needed to win to return home and that the Cheshire Cat doll needed her as a source of energy. Then there was something about fighting. Oh well, she would win this wouldn't she? She simply nodded in response to the explanation.

The teal haired girl glanced at the others. The girl who seemed to love yelling at people had calmed down a bit, but the male she had arrived with had taken her place. He seemed even more unwilling to play than the brunette did. "I don't think you can leave,' she informed him, swing her feet back and forth.

"Look, lady. He can leave whenever he wants too. You can't decide when people leave. But I do have a question... Why are you so calm?" She glanced at The Shop Keeper, then back at the girl with the strange hair. It was a nice colour to be honest but... Meh. Not Megan's style. She'd much rather be at home with her dad. "There's a mad man which wants us to kill each other with dolls!"

Megan held her doll rather violently, clenched in the palm of her hand. Maybe The Queen of Hearts had a power to be something to do with chopping off peoples heads, right? No. No she wasn't going to do this. She'd find her own way out.

Aveline shrugged. "Ok, he can leave whenever he wants to but I don't think he should. He might fall off the face of the universe into a giant alligator's mouth." She giggled, thinking of how Alice in Wonderland morphed with Peter Pan it sounded like. Ooh, she could go for watching a Disney movie right now! But unfortunately there were more pressing matters such as killing people and surviving the next few days, give or take.

The teal haired maniac was pulled back into this semi-reality when Megan asked her a question. "Huh? Oh, well you see this doesn't surprise me. Have you heard of the Hunger Games? Or Battle Royale? It's a form of entertainment and now we get to be players! I mean, sometimes people do call me crazy, but I've never officially been in an asylum yet. I imagine things like this happen all the time," she replied, though she herself wasn't entirely sure what she was trying to say. "I think the dolls are sweet too, but I can't seem to find Xavier. See, I fell into Mystery earlier I think and I haven't seen him since. I named him after my brother, but my brother calls me crazy too. You know, once upon a time he locked me in a trunk for a few minutes and- When are we beginning?" she asked, her attention swiftly turning from storytelling to the Shopkeeper.

If Rahls had been able to begin right then, he would have. He didn't care whether he could leave or not. Although, he was only leaving because he didn't know how to kill them at the moment and he wanted to get a head start on them.

He took out his doll and looked at it, frowning as he paused. He had two choices here. Stay and see what happened, and possibly learn how to use it correctly, or leave and get a head start on everyone else, but possibly risk not hearing something important.

He sighed. Better safe than dead, he thought as he paused for only a moment more to hear what the shopkeeper said next. If it wasn't beneficial to him, he would leave, simple as that.