[The White Rabbit stumbles into the storage room clutching his side, seeing the scene of a broken Sissel, a panicked Chelsea and an unconscious dying Hatter. He sighs.]

White Rabbit: Shit…

[He stumbles forward and crouches down at Hatter’s body, Chelsea backing away from him slightly. He looks over Hatter, running his hand down his body and feeling the three gunshot wounds on his body.]

White Rabbit: [upset] What happened here?

[Chelsea looks up to the White Rabbit, worried.]

Chelsea: [hesitant] What?

White Rabbit: [upset] What… happened to him?

[Chelsea looks between Sissel and Hatter, trying to calm her breathing.]

Chelsea: [panicked] He… he attacked me. He was trying to choke me then… S-Sissel came in and he shot him-

White Rabbit: [forceful] No.

Chelsea: [panicked] What?

White Rabbit: [forceful] That’s not what happened, okay? I’m keeping you both safe, so you need to understand that it didn’t happen. Okay?

[Chelsea nods quickly, worrying.]

White Rabbit: [upset] Right… good. Now… tell me what really happened.

Chelsea: [worried] Um… the-the Hatter… attacked us.

White Rabbit: [quickly] Drove a van through the wall.

Chelsea: [worried] Um… yeah. A-and he… he tried to shoot us… but broke down and… h-he shot himself.

[The White Rabbit nods slowly, getting to his feet. He steps over Hatter and gives a hand to Chelsea.]

White Rabbit: [upset] Good start. Get up.

[She hesitantly takes his hand. He pulls her up as Alice comes in, holding her head and blood coming from underneath her mask. She immediately sees the body of Hatter.]

March Hare: Well shit!

White Rabbit: [upset] Yeah, we did that already.

[March nods slowly, looking down at Chelsea and Sissel.]

March Hare: Well get them to fuck off and I’ll start doing the cleaning.

[The White Rabbit nods, dragging Chelsea out the room. She pulls her hand away.]

Chelsea: [confused, scared] Wait, what is- why? Why are you doing this? You want to kill us one day, then you save us the next, what is wrong with you people?

[The White Rabbit turns to face her.]

White Rabbit: [forceful] I made a friend a promise. Some of you matter, some of you don’t. Where do you want to stand?

[Chelsea stays quiet, nodding slowly before starting the White Rabbit out of the room. He leaves as Sissel sits up, turning his attention to March as she gets a hold of the body.]

Sissel: [stammering, panicking] How… d-did you know?

[Chelsea turns, listening.]

March Hare: [confused] Know what?

Sissel: [stammering, panicking] I was having a fit…

March Hare: [chuckling] Oh, that… yeah, I just heard about it. Did you a favour though.

[She picks up the Hatter, no longer bleeding.]

March Hare: So you’re welcome.

[She gives a smile as they very suddenly disappear. The White Rabbit suddenly grabs Chelsea and pulls her along, leaving Sissel alone.]

Chelsea: [defensive] Hey, I can’t just leave him!

White Rabbit: I’ll deal with him, don’t worry.

[Chelsea growls and punches the White Rabbit in the back, making him cry in pain and hold his side. He turns and grabs her by the throat.]

White Rabbit: [forceful] He is going to be fine. I promise.

[He very slowly lets go of her neck, turning and hopping down from on top of the crushed van. He hops down again and reaches around in the front, Chelsea moving closer and looking down over the edge. He very quickly pops up and slams a thermos at her feet, making her yelp from surprise.]

White Rabbit: The usual blend. Get out of here. Now.

[The Rabbit starts to climb back up as she very hesitantly picks up the thermos. He starts moving back towards the storage room.]

Chelsea: [hesitant] C-can we trust you?

White Rabbit: No. But like I said, I made a promise…

[The White Rabbit turns to Chelsea, staring her down as she starts to drink.]

White Rabbit: You’ve become people of interest.

[Chelsea very suddenly vanishes and moves into the living room of the clubhouse. It’s late at night, the room completely dark. Chelsea very quickly drops the thermos once she’s there, pulling out her phone which lights up the room. She calls someone, putting it to her ear and beginning to panic again. The other end picks up.]

Chelsea: [panicking] Leigh? I need everyone at the club, now. It’s important. Yes, I’m fine, just… everyone! Now!