Chapter three. The alarm clock went off at exactly 8:00 in the morning. The irritating chime cut the ear so hard that Alice's reflex turned off the hellish machine from the first seconds. As soon as it was done, the girl was stuck to the closet, wiping her sleepy, yet awake eyes with her hands. This time the school uniform was lying on its shelf. Alice dressed slowly, took her briefcase and went to the kitchen just as slowly as she was going to the place where she kept her clothes. - Again the porridge,- she yawned, holding out the heroine...