The questions caused Steve to pause, fighting against the spell and the strange memories that weren't quite his. "I don't know what they are either." They were from a story. He remembered that but he couldn't remember which or what they had been.

"I'm A -" Alice. Except that wasn't right. That wasn't his name. Taking a step back he felt the shield shift against his spine and Wonderland receded from his mind. "Steve Rogers." There was something familiar about this. Having someone looming over him that he wasn't afraid of. A friend not a monster, but the voice wasn't quite right. "Bruce? Is that you?"