[Chelsea is sat, panicking, in the storage room. The room has a few shelves on the walls that are holding paint buckets, brooms good five feet into a brick wall and nearly smashing straight through and endless plastic boxes full of random items. Chelsea is in the corner between two shelves, hiding behind a large metal ladder. Her breath is frantic, she has her eyes closed and is trying to calm down. The room is completely dark and she’s barely able to see. The door to the storage room very slowly opens, light seeping in from around the Hatter as they slowly enter the room. His footsteps thud forwards as he arrives in front of Chelsea.]

Hatter: [crazed] Hi again.

[Chelsea quickly gets up and barges the ladder over, knocking it into Hatter. She runs past towards the open door but Hatter grabs the ladder and hits Chelsea in the back with it. She screams in pain and falls to the ground, Hatter going over and pulling back into the room by the foot. He moves by and pushes the door, leaving a crack of light coming in. He moves back towards Chelsea and kicks her in the face.]

Hatter: [crazed] So I dealt with your boss… thought I’d give you the honour of going first.

[She starts to try and crawl away out of the room, but Hatter grabs her and pulls her to her feet, dragging her towards a wall.]

Hatter: [crazed] While we were down there… he gave me this great idea…

[He hits her against the wall, starting to choke her. He chuckles.]

Hatter: [crazed] It’s fun… very satisfying.

[She struggles, trying to pull his hands away.]

Hatter: [crazed] I can see why he does it this way. Feels very personal.

[She tries to speak, but he covers her mouth.]

Hatter: [crazed, quietly] Stay calm, I’m nearly done.

[There’s the sound of a gun loading, getting Hatter and Chelsea’s attention. The lights in the room flicker on to show Sissel shaking in the doorway, pointing the gun at Hatter. He scoffs, dropping Chelsea and backing up slightly. Chelsea falls to the ground, holding her throat and gasping.]

Hatter: [crazed] Well that’s adorable… you know how to use that, kid?

[Sissel continues shaking.]

Sissel: [shakily] Get out Chelsea.

[Hatter moves in front of her, slowly lowering his hands.]

Hatter: [crazed] She’s not going anywhere. No one is.

[Hatter keeps coming closer, chuckling.]

Hatter: [crazed] God… you really shouldn’t be here. It’d be best you go before I hurt you more than I want to.

[Sissel keeps the gun pointed at Hatter.]

Hatter: [quietly] Turn around… and run.

Sissel: [shaking] No.

Hatter: [crazed] Excuse me?

Sissel: [shaking] I am not going… without her.

[Hatter scoffs, grabbing Sissel’s collar.]

Hatter: [crazed] Alright, you little shit-

[Sissel panics. A very sudden loud gunshot goes off, Hatter freezing in shock. He tries to speak, but Sissel shoots two more gunshots and he falls backwards, onto the ground next to Chelsea. She panics, backing away from Hatter quickly. He gives a weak laugh on the ground, holding his stomach. Sissel drops to his knees, dropping the gun and staring at Hatter.]

Chelsea: [panicked] Holy shit. Holy fucking shit.

[Sissel keeps staring at Hatter as he slowly falls out of consciousness. He screams and breaks down, curled into a ball while knelt on the ground. Goldberg scrambles over Sissel, holding him and trying to look him in the eye.]

Goldberg: [panicked] Hey, Cecil, look at me! Okay, try to look at me, please. Come on, Cecil… Stay with me mate, just try to look at me. Please…

[Goldberg turns around and sees Hatter’s body, a pool forming on the ground. He sighs, looking between him and Chelsea.]

Goldberg: [panicked] Look, you’re gonna be fine. Okay? You saved someone’s life. You’re going to be fine, I promise. I promise.