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Alice gradually became aware amidst the chaos.
Her head felt heavy, as if it had been struck by a hammer, and a dull ache lingered.
Her eyelids were unusually heavy, and it took considerable effort to slowly open them.
As her eyes adjusted, she saw a hazy play of light and shadow. She realized she was in a simple room with rough wooden walls and a thatched roof that was sparse and uneven.
She attempted to move her body but found herself sore all over; every movement tugged at her muscles, causing her to involuntarily let out a soft groan. It was then that Alice noticed a coarse blanket covering her, the texture prickly against her skin.
She struggled to recall what had happened before she lost consciousness. Images of an out-of-control car and blinding light flashed through her mind, but she had no idea how she ended up here.
Alice pushed herself to sit up, surveying the room.
In one corner stood a rickety wooden table, upon which rested a faint oil lamp casting a dim yellow light that barely illuminated the small space.
There were few decorations in the room; aside from the simple bed where she lay, there was only a wooden cabinet against the wall, its door ajar, revealing several pieces of antiquated clothing inside.
Her gaze fell upon herself, and the old-fashioned dress confirmed once again that she seemed to have truly crossed over into another world.
Taking a deep breath, Alice tried to calm herself.
She slowly got out of bed, her steps unsteady as she leaned against the wall and made her way to the window.
Outside the window lay a tranquil village, with wooden houses scattered in an orderly fashion, a narrow gravel path winding through, and a few cows leisurely grazing in the distance.
Everything felt strange yet fascinating, a stark contrast to the modern city life she was accustomed to.
As Alice gazed out the window in a daze, the door to the room was gently pushed open.
An elderly woman with a kind face entered. Upon seeing Alice standing by the window, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, quickly replaced by a warm smile.
"Child, you’re awake! How did you faint in the forest? How are you feeling now?" The old woman spoke in a thickly accented language.
Alice felt momentarily lost. She could barely understand the woman's words and didn't know how to respond. Stammering, she said, "I... I'm fine. May I ask where this is?"
The woman paused slightly, seemingly taken aback by Alice's question, but patiently explained, "This is Maple Leaf Village, dear. We found you unconscious in the forest and brought you back here."
Listening to the woman's words, Alice's heart filled with confusion.
Maple Leaf Village? Is this the place mentioned in the novel?
She was eager to ask more questions but didn't know where to start. Her eyes reflected her bewilderment and helplessness, evoking a sense of compassion from the elderly woman.
"Don't worry, child. Just rest for now. We can talk about everything once you're feeling better," the woman said as she approached the bedside, tidying up the blankets and gesturing for Alice to sit down.
Alice obediently sat down, her mind racing with thoughts.
She had to quickly adapt to this unfamiliar world in order to find a way back home.
But faced with all of this, she felt an overwhelming sense of confusion and fear.
She had no idea what the future held for her; all she could do was silently pray in her heart, hoping that everything would turn out for the best. Her adventure in this Nineteenth Century world was just beginning.
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