Free Wonder (Insanity Book 5) by Cameron Jace

breaking them, but never falling to the ground. Then finally, when they’re nothing but empty cloaks crumbled on the grass, I land on my feet. Like a ballerina.
    “Huh.” I rub imaginary dust from my clothes. “Not bad for a thirty-three-year-old mum.”
    “You think you can outsmart all of us?” the leader says. “With that silly None Fu of yours?”
    Oh, so that’s it. None Fu in the future. Pretty dope.
    “Reds!”
    Now it’s ten of them. They’re carrying swords. I don’t carry one because I am swift, agile, and can almost walk on air.
    I raise my hands in the air, as if I were the Karate Kid. Tension fills the air. They can’t predict my next move. I give in to my inner future powers and let my body do what feels right. This time I am running in their direction. I duck the first sword. Pull the cloak from under a Red. When he disappears, and I have the cloak for myself, I use it against the slashing sword of another Red. The cloak is incredibly uncuttable — a bit elastic, though. I wrap it around the Red’s sword until I force him to let go of it. I catch the sword in midair with one hand while I choke him with the cloak.
    I am so having fun.
    Too stubborn to use the sword, I throw it up in the air and, like a mad ballerina, kick the Reds left and right while binding their cloaks into one another. I’m basically like a hurricane in a cartoon movie, swirling through them, and there is nothing they can do about it.
    I end up with a bunch of Red cloaks that I can make a good, long rope from.
    Standing erect, I finally face the leader of the Reds, now standing alone, pretending he isn’t afraid of me.
    “You think we will spare you, Mrs. Wonder?” he says. “More Reds are on their way.”
    “That’s sad,” I say. “Because you will not have enough time to give them orders.”
    The Reds leader seems confused by my confidence. I raise my head and look for the sword I’d thrown up in the sky. Now it comes down, slashing him in two symmetrical halves.
    Someone claps behind me, applauding my performance. I swirl back to face my next enemy, but it’s only the Pillar, sitting on a chair, smoking a hookah in the middle of the garden. Now back in real Pillar form. No more possessing doctors.
    “You abandoned me,” I say. “I fought them all alone while you smoked your hookah?”
    “It’s a good one, trust me.” He takes a drag. “Moroccan tobacco, brewed and chewed and extracted from a forty-year-old virgin plant.”
    I turn and look at Tom Truckle hiding behind the trees. “It’s time for you to talk to me.” I pull him out.
    “Not before you get me out of here,” Tom says. “More of them are coming.”
    He is right about that. “All right, follow me.”
    I pull Tom with me toward the door, intending to keep using my skills to leave Oxford Asylum. The Pillar, however, keeps smoking in the garden.
    “You’re not coming?” I grimace.
    “After you kill ’em all.” He breathes out a curl of smoke in the air. “You’re the one who has a triple black belt in None Fu. Welcome to the future, Alice.”
     

Chapter 30

T HE F UTURE: S T. A LDATES S TREET, OUTSIDE O XFORD A SYLUM FOR THE C RIMINALLY S ANE
     
    As I continue using my unmatchable None Fu skills, Tom Truckle hides behind me. He also answers some of my questions. It’s a weird way to have a conversation, but I want to know all about him.
    “It’s my fault we lost the Wonderland War,” he says, as I strangle a few Reds.
    “We?” I punch another. “Since when were you on the Inklings side?”
    “There is so much you don’t know about me.”
    “Better talk now, or I’ll do to you what I am doing to them.” I smash Reds into each other. “How come you’re the Mock Turtle? You’re a Wonderlander?”
    “A neglected one, actually.” He ducks behind me. “No one ever noticed me back then.”
    “I guess that’s why Lewis wrote so briefly about you.”
    “Even though I inspired the famous mock turtle soup.”
    “Don’t