Inside the mansion with Alice and Gilbert, Oz was throwing up left and right. Gilbert, in the other room, couldn't figure out why.
"I don't feel well either," Alice told Gilbert.
"What?" he responded. "What's happening?"
"I have no clue," Oz called from the bathroom, "But it can't be good—" and he vomited again in the toilet. Alice went to join him and they threw up together.
Is this some kind of messed up puking day for everyone? Gilbert thought. Just then the door opened, and Break stepped in.
"Good afternoon, everyone!" Break clapped his hands together. Something was off with Break. He didn't look like himself. "So, did you guys enjoy your day?"
"Nope," Alice and Oz said in unison. They both puked simultaneously. Oz coughed a bit, and held his hand to his chest. There was some sort of knot there.
"Oh, Oz…" Break walked into the bathroom. "Good luck. Heheheh…" Break grabbed Oz by the collar and pulled him up. "Your time is up." Break dropped him onto the ground.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH!" Oz screamed, clutching his chest. A red gap appeared beneath him, and chains popped out. Alice was in the same predicament.
"Oz!" Gilbert ran for the bathroom, but Break simply punched him in the head. "OZ!"
Break locked the bathroom door from the inside. After what seemed like ages, Break stepped out.
"Where are they? Where's my master?" Gilbert asked.
"Oh Gilbert, you'll soon find out…heheheh…" Break said.
Pure dark energy radiated from Break as he laughed crazily. Emily was not there on his shoulder. Half of Break's face turned black, and his right eye turned red. His entire right side turned black. Break no was no longer loyal to anyone in this time period. He served someone completely unknown to this population.
"Gilbert…fight me."
Break drew his sword, and Mad Hatter bursted out of nowhere. But somewhere deep inside, Gilbert could hear Break saying, "No! Don't do it!"