As soon as the curse had broken, Emma found herself in the middle of the forest, surrounded by everyone who had been in the hospital. She was relieved to see Henry, but that relief was short lived when she felt a hand on her wrist. "Henry, I love you, and I'll be back for you." Emma was confused by the brunette's words as she noticed purple smoke engulfing both her and Regina. The next thing she knew, she was in what looked like a cellar. "Like my dungeon, Miss Swan?" The blonde looked up to see Regina; long hair, dark make up, tight corset dress, glaring at her. "You've now succeeded to take everything from me. For that, you pay. You are my prisoner, my slave." Emma grit her teeth and shook her head and started running down the torch-lit hallway. She heard the almost psychotic laugh of the Evil Queen and ran right into a wall that, seconds earlier, had not been there. She turned around and found herself in one of the cells. Gripping at the bars, Emma glared. "Let me go, Regina." The brunette smirked, "in this world, it's Your Majesty, and the answer is no. I'll be back later to start your training". "Training?" The blonde was confused. The Queen smirked. "I have to train you to be a good slave, my dear. I will make sure you have the proper attire." With that, purple smoke engulfed her, leaving Emma alone. She let out the breath she had been holding.