"MADNESS, I say"

"I am only relaying, what I was told. I do not question my master."

"Mad...How would they be able to GET here?! The way this war is going any outside interference could be DISASTROUS. It's not as though they could just waltz in, all the BLASTED doors are closed!"

A tinkling sound followed this outburst.

"She is right. Calm yourself Captain. The fact of the matter is that there coming is inevitable. They have other means of travel. You had best to prepare."

"Best to- prepa- now listen HERE!" the Captain yelled.

More tinkling.

He sighed, continuing in a lowered voice. "He knows as well as I that my people are in no position at the moment to prepare for anything. They've become stronger now that they have begun to remember. Ruthless. And they're numbers grow everyday. How? Well..."

Silence.

"I see. You're right you know."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"He does know as well as you that your people are in no position to prepare."

"Oh ho, ho, so that's what this is all about? He thinks that by supplying us with information, coming off as though he were our closest boon companion, that I'd get down on me hands and knees and beg him to join our cause?" He laughed. "I'm sorry but you've come to the wrong ship. Win or fail, we do this on our own. Besides, I want to avoid dealing with the other worlds if I can."

"Avoid? Dear Captain, how do you think this all began? But rest assured, he has no interest in joining you, merely offers his assistance."

"It...it's none of his...his business.."

"Are you alright? You seem distracted..."

"Do you HEAR that?"

Tinkling.

"Yes I believe I do as well. Is that a mirror there in the corner? It seems to me that it is the source of the-"

"TICKING!!!"

"Now Captain, be sensible-"

"Arrrrrrggggggggg!!!"

Now right around this time, as the good Captain was preparing to smash his antique mirror into a thousand pieces due to the unfortunate reappearance of this particular sound, Alice, on the other side of the looking glass, pulled back realizing that it was coming from her. Specifically her pocket.

She also realized, in the seconds before the remains of the glass from the other side shattered violently and littered the floor of one Captain James Hook, that she had been seen. The owner of the second voice had appeared in the background. He'd looked right at her.

And smiled.