I'd love to, but it IS my final essay, and I AM handing it in to be marked, so the thing has to be a bit decent.
I wanna keep with the insane plot. There's no gore or anything. Just mental instability.
Here's the ending:
Alice woke up, and became aware of her surroundings, and for some reason, she was sure it was real. She lay on the floor of her cell in her own filth. Her straight jacket was on so tight, she couldn’t feel her arms anymore. There was no use in trying to get out of it. The large drain hole in the wall let the rats and cockroaches in, and they scurried about feasting on her feces. She urinated in her pants, but she didn’t care. It snaked along the floor, and joined the growing puddle beside her. She heard a sound, and her black, empty, soulless eyes turned to the barred window in the door. Two men were standing there.
“How are you feeling today Alice?” One of them asked. She stared back at them, then turned away. “Well, it’s time for your medicine.”
As the door opened, Alice tried to slither away from them. One of the men grabbed her, and held her up, opening her mouth. The other poured the bitter yellow liquid onto her flicking tongue. He clamped her mouth shut, and squeezed her nose. She swallowed, and the men stood up, leaving the cell. The door closed and locked behind them.
“We’ll see how she does tomorrow.” Their footsteps echoed into the distance.
Alice lay down again, and her eyes closed. A smile crept on her face.
She was in Wonderland again.