down the rabbit hole

It's like sticking your foot in a door without a steel capped boot. It hurts a bit. This is just like that.

You know you shouldn't go through the door. But you're human. Curiosity gets the better of you.

Wonderland is worse than Alice imagined it. It's got everything you imagine and a butt load of stuff you wish you hadn't run across. But you're here now. Best to just go with it.

Rule one. Don't buy anything. Like fairy land, you're fucked if you eat the food. One taste, one bit and you're gonna be stuck there forever, or worse.

I'm not fond of small rooms with bars that block the outside. Buying the food here is like a one way ticket to blue skies through a small window.

If you're gonna do it, don't get caught. There are rules for this kind of thing. You can read them if you know where to look. Doesn't mean I'm jumping into the all you can eat buffet of xanax candies and cocaine, stolen Rolex's and pre used guns.  

It's not my style.

But I'm not going to save I'd never...

Who knows, I might, one day, but not today.

Rule two. Don't give your real name. Only a rookie is that stupid. Everyone here has something to hide. And if you're here, you've got something to hide too. Me? Well, I don't know if I have something to hide yet. Is browsing a crime?

Rule three: If you're gonna break the rules, be smart, do your homework. Everything is a scam and the conspiracy theories are real. Just ask Mr Big, if you can find him. If you ever do, run the other way. He's just a cop with a crim smile and a sad story to tell to sucker you into the path to hell.

It's like crossing a busy road here. Maybe you could get hit by a bus. Maybe you'll be ok. No one is watching anyway, right? It's best never to be too sure. Chicken is always a bad idea.

So, yeah, my foot is in the door. But I'm just having a look, all nice and innocent.

Given the chance, would you do any different?