[Hyde very suddenly wakes up, tied into a chair. He panics and looks around, finding himself in an empty living room. In front of him stands the Mad Tea Party (Leigh and Chelsea are together by the back left, Liv and Gary are in the back right, Sissel is sat on the floor in front of Liv with his book and Vince is stood directly in front of Hyde. Hyde immediately panics and starts screaming, the group all just looking around the room and groaning.]

Vince: [annoyed] Please stop screaming, it’s been a long day.

[Hyde starts screaming slightly louder.]

Vince: [annoyed, loud] I said stop, please.

[Hyde takes a deep inhale and screams on last time, shaking in the chair and falling backward. Leigh raises a hand and the chair quickly moves back to standing up. Vince turns to Leigh.]

Vince: Thanks for that.

Leigh: No problem.

[Vince turns back over to Hyde.]

Vince: Are you gonna shut up now? I’m sure we’ve all had a stressful day, no need for it to be moreso.

Hyde: [terrified] Okay.

Vince: [relieved] Thank you.

[Vince turned around.]

Vince: One question per person.

Sissel: I have a few questions.

Vince: [forceful] You only get one, okay?

[Sissel quickly nods. The group all look about themselves, then all look straight towards Hyde, equally scared. The group all look at Hyde silently for a few seconds.]

Leigh: Um… who first then?

[The group look about each other again.]

Chelsea: [tired] Sorry, are you fucking serious? We can’t ask one question to the guy tied up in the chair?

[Sissel starts shuffling out of the room, the group not noticing.]

Liv: It’s not that easy when we only get one question.

Vince: It doesn’t have to be one question, I just thought that it’d be easier.

Gary: Dude, no offence, it does not make it easier.

[Sissel enters the room again with a chair, sitting it down in front of Hyde.]

Leigh: It wasn’t a terrible idea.

Vince: Nah, it coulda been better.

[Sissel sits down on the chair, his legs crossed and notebook in his lap, staring directly at Hyde.]

Sissel: [tired] I have a few questions. Then I’m going to let you go. Is that okay with you?

Hyde: [quietly] W… why are you letting me go?

Sissel: [tired] Richard told me that you’re a good person. I don’t know how much I trust him yet, but he’s helping my friend so I trust him enough.

Hyde: [quietly, confused] But… sorry, he’s dead.

Sissel: [tired] I know.

[Sissel looks at his book, tracking down a word.]

Sissel: My first question, what is your connection to the White Rabbit?

Hyde: [quietly, panicked] I-I’m just a photographer. I took a picture of that group back in London and that’s all.

Sissel: Okay… do you have a power?

Hyde: [quiet] Oh no, no, I’m just a photographer.

Sissel: [surprised] Can you not do anything?

Hyde: [offended] Hey, I’m a- I’m a good photographer!

Sissel: I wouldn’t know, I missed your lessons.

Hyde: [annoyed] I noticed.

[Sissel turns to the group, who are still talking to each other.]

Sissel: [loud] Hey, he doesn’t have a power.

[The group turned to him, mix of annoyance and surprise.]

Liv: [annoyed] Oh. That’s good. The chair’s for nothing.

Hyde: [hesitant] Thanks for making it comfy.

[Liv moves quickly over to Hyde, standing over him.]

Liv: [angry] Here’s a question, who the hell is the White Rabbit?

Hyde: [worried] I have no idea.

[Liv grabs a hold of Hyde by the shirt, letting the chair balance on the two back legs.]

Liv: [angry] Why the hell does he want you then? Did you do something?

[Chelsea moves over to Liv, placing a hand on her shoulder.]

Chelsea: [defensive] Hey, leave it.

[Liv turns to Chelsea quickly, Hyde falling forward properly.]

Liv: [annoyed] Private talk?

[Chelsea nods, leading Liv out the room. She turns back to Hyde.]

Hyde: [silent] Thank you.

[Chelsea gives a lackluster smile and leads Liv out to a staircase while the group continues talking to Hyde. Chelsea gestures at the stairs and Liv sits down on one. Chelsea sits next to her, both sighing.]

Liv: [annoyed] Sorry.

Chelsea: Don’t be. Long day.

Liv: [annoyed] Not for us.

Chelsea: Well… we’re having people still try to kill us, that doesn’t seem fun.

[Chelsea chuckles, looking at Liv. She’s staring at her feet.]

Chelsea: What is it? Sissel?

[Liv nods.]

Chelsea: Not that I’m defending him-

Liv: [annoyed] I would hope not.

Chelsea: I’m really not. But-

Liv: [interrupting] I’m trying, really trying, to be nice. But it’s hard. Y’know?

Chelsea: Yeah, I.. I get that.

Liv: [annoyed] It’s just… I don’t know. Shit I guess.

[Chelsea scoffs.]

Chelsea: Okay we need to get a swear jar.

[Chelsea chuckles.]

Liv: That’s… probably not a bad idea.

[Chelsea pats Liv on the back a bit.]

Chelsea: I, um… I’ll be honest, I don’t think that I’m helping so do you want a minute to yourself while we deal with Hyde?

Liv: Yeah, okay.

Chelsea: Alright.

[Chelsea gets up from the stairs and starts walking down. She very quickly perks up and turns to Liv.]

Chelsea: Oh, I had a question!

Liv: [confused] Oh… kay… then, what is it?

Chelsea: [embarrassed] Um… me and Leigh, are we… obvious?

Liv: [confused] Um… not really? I mean, you… told me but that doesn’t…

[Behind Chelsea, a shining figure starts appearing. It starts undefined but starts to grow a reflective cover. Liv notices, eyes focusing on it.]

Chelsea: [confused] What? What is it?

[Chelsea turns around as the figure starts to become clearer, the White Rabbit starting to become clear as the figure. The White Rabbit is holding a shard of glass in his hand.]

White Rabbit: [aggressive] Hey.