The doctor and Belle walked down paths and saw amazing things. Lewis Carol would have been way more famous if he had actually written about what the doctor showed him. Belle had been taking out her journal and writing about everything she had seen, drawing pictures to go with them. They weren't perfect, and to the naked eye no one would know what they were, but she would, and that's all that mattered. "Doctor, how come the creatures here are so different from our world, how come they never come out of here; we can leave right?" The doctor laughed and started walking through what looked like a garden. Belle was wandering and touching things as he spoke. "Yes Belle we can leave, it's not impossible. Something feels wrong though; like something is....Belle don't touch that!" Belle took her hand away from the beautiful flower she was about to touch. "It's just a flower doc, chill out." She went back to touch and this time it opened up like a Venus fly trap and almost took her hand off if it weren't for the doctor pulling her back and throwing it something. "What was that?" The doctor helped her off the ground from where she had fallen after he let go of her. "It's a carnivorous flower, they are very populous here so..." She shook her head and brushed the stuff off her clothes. "No, I mean what was that thing you threw it." He looked at her surprised, she almost felt like she was supposed to know what it was before he answered. "Oh I'm sorry, I forgot carnivorous flowers are back home from where you're from too huh? Why does this not surprise me that it does not surprise you?" She just looked at him trying not to laugh from his little outburst. "It was a piece of jerky I had in my pocket. If it weren't for that your arm would have been its next course meal." Belle laughed and couldn't help but keel over from it. When she looked back up at the doctor it had looked like he had given up. "I'm sorry; does losing your hand seem funny?" He picked her back up off the ground; she was still laughing. He had pushed her to right in front of the flower again, it roared in her face before opened itself up fully; ready to devour Belle it lunged forward. Belle had closed her eyes at this point; it was like her life flashed before her eyes before she heard nothing. The whole place went silent and she opened her eyes to see the doctor petting the flower on its stem making it calm down and lower itself.

"I can't believe you did that! You jerk; you insecure piece of..." Belle didn't get to finish her sentence because the doctors face fell from his smile to a stern look. "You need to start taking things seriously; I told you I'm not kind, so don't ever expect it." She shook her head and huffed a reply of "I won't." and with that they continued walking, it was in silence for a while. Belle kept taking out her journal and writing everything she saw. The silence must have really gotten to the doctor because he turned around to apologize to Belle; but when he did he ended up pushing her into the bushes. She was so mad she gave him the death glare and went to reach for her journal. "Where is it? You; ugh I can't believe this I must have dropped it when you pushed me!" The doctor covered Belle's mouth and signaled her to be quiet. "Watch." Belle looked at him and then to where he pointed out of the bushes, she saw her journal and went to grab it but stopped when something jumped into her view. It was a rabbit, no; it was more than that. Belle looked closer, the creature had tattered fur, and red stains all over. It was a bit larger than the normal rabbit true but it was no bigger than a large cat, or so she thought. Belle still watched when another rabbit, not white like the first one though, this one was brown. Just an average field rabbit; the white rabbit then began to grow in size and Belle gasped. It grew to the size of a small coat. It then ate the other rabbit and shrunk back down leading on its way. Belle ran out and grabbed her journal. The doctor came out of the bushes and looked to make sure the white rabbit had gone. "The great late white rabbit I assume?" The doctor nodded and looked back at Belle who had already began to write what had happened. "I want to show you something." Belle looked up; she closed her journal and put it away. "This whole place has been something; what else could there possibly be?" The doctor smiled and put his hand out for Belle to take. "Just trust me; you'll like this." Belle shook her head. "I don't trust you, but I am curious, so I'll go." She took his hand but before they went off again he looked at her with a famous pair of last words, for such a place. "Curiosity killed the cat doll."