Mr. Jay’s Headquarters
“W hat the hell?” the Cheshire wiped his eyes so he can take a better look at the scene outside. “I can’t believe my eyes.”
“We better leave,” the Pillar says, pulling a gun to his side.
The Cheshire looked back at him with wide eyes. “Did you just see what’s happening outside?”
“I know what’s happening outside,” the Pillar said, struggling to hold onto the door’s frame. The whole building was shaking. “If we don’t leave, we’re going to die.”
“Don’t you need clothes?” the Cheshire said.
“I’d prefer to meet my maker naked,” he said and smiled at Mr. Jay. “It’s happening. I guess it’s too late now.”
“What is this, Pillar?” Mr. Jay pointed at the melancholic scene outside his window.
“That?” the Pillar grinned. “You mean the mushrooms outside your building?”
“I can’t believe my eyes,” the Cheshire said.
In that same instant, the floor broke underneath him, and giant mushrooms rose toward the ceiling.
“Sorry, Chesh,” the Pillar said. “I told you,” he tapped Mr. Jay on his shoulder. “My work is done here. It’s all between you and Alice now.”
And so the Pillar left and vanished again.