My Alice in Wonderland

The skeleton-faced man wearing a black parade uniform opened the small door with a bow and gesture through the doorway.
"What a strang place!", Alice remarked.
"Indeed. Welcome to the afterlife. Welcome to the Black Parade.", Said the man.
The absence of trees were replaced with a multitude of IV stations like the ones at the hospitals.
"Curiouser and curiouser...", said Alice.
Old World War II fighter jets flew in the sky, some, oddly enough, missing their wings.
Dead flowers lined a meadow in the valley that met in the distance with an old New York style city.
Alice bent down and took a whiff of the flowers, but to her surprise they smelled of smoke and death.
Even though this would usually cause someone to feel sick to their stomach, the aroma almost came across as inviting as her senses processed the odor.

         In the distance, Alice started hearing what sounded like the drums of a military style parade.
The constant, "Bum. Bum bum bum bum. Bum bum bum bum. Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum".
Subcociously, the two started walking to the rythm, the man seemingly waltzing to it, like an old couple dances to a song from their early years of marriage.
He gave off a melancholy emotion as the hollow wind blew the dead grass and the man's uniform softly.

        The atmosphere was depressing, yet serene. Painful, yet comforting.
With each step, the drums became louder, until over the horizon, Alice could see hundreds or thousands of oddly dressed individuals marching to the tune of demise. A sweet, yet sorrowful tune that resonated in the air like the humidity of a damp, summer morn.
The man started humming a tune that later escalated in to words. Almost out of nowhere, the sound of a quaint and familiar piano piece was heard in the air, echoing through the clouds.
 The words were hard to make out at first, but then Alice heard the man say,
"When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city to see a marching band...".
Suddenly, as if she already knew the song, she began to hysterically sing along.
She didn't care anymore. She had started to lose her sense of reality. This was reality now.
After all, it was only minutes ago that the young Alice had died of leukemia. Moments before, listening to the song "Cancer" by My Chemical Romance as her last request before she would slip into the comforting embrace that was death.