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•| ⊱ 𝑅𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑒 ⊰ |•
The whole town was a mess and people were rightfully afraid, their loved ones were ripped from their arms and for 28 years they've been forced to live in an amnesiac haze, cursed to be the Evil Queen's puppets, and every time Mira thought about it, it enraged her more than before.
The brunette tried to help as much as she could, setting up handmade flyers of lost loved ones, giving out necessary supplies to the now homeless people of Storybrooke. After the disaster the Wraith left in its path, destroying many homes and cars, the least Mira could do was offer as much as help as she could.
Did she forget to mention the most recent terrible news they'd received? Ah yes, the town line was now officially out of their options, since they all had been subjects to the Dark Curse. If any of the residents tried to leave the town, they would lose all their true memories, and this time it would be permanent. As much as Mira wanted to rid herself from this town and Regina, she wasn't exactly thrilled to live the rest of her life as a closeted Botanist who was afraid of her own shadow.
If the town wasn't in panic mood before, they surely were now with this new revelation coming to the light, and they looked to their Prince for a plan of action. They needed guidance back into their lives or whatever's left of it. However Prince Charming was left as clueless as the rest of them, and Mira could sympathize, he'd lost his family to a portal to god knew where and neither were sure if the two women even survived the trip.
"People of Storybrooke, I know we're trapped again and things look... bleak. But... they're not." David was standing in front of a mirror back in Mary Margaret's loft, practicing an inspiring speech to deliver but he was failing poorly at his attempt and even if Mira wanted to laugh and tease him, she didn't have it in her.
"No. Keep going. You were on to something." Henry encouraged his grandfather, seeing the man sigh because of his failure.
"No, I wasn't. I did the fighting. Snow did the talking." He explained to the young boy and walked away from the mirror towards his best friend, who sat behind the kitchen counter, observing the destroyed hat David brought back.
He placed a comforting hand on the woman's shoulders to perhaps calm both of their racing minds, when Henry spoke up again gaining their attentions. "Can I see that?"
Mira nodded and gave the almost demolished hat to the young boy. "Yeah."
Henry took the hat in his smaller hands, before an excited and knowing glint shone in his brown eyes. "I think I know what this is." The boy jogged towards his backpack and brought out the famous storybook that contained all their lives, he turned over pages until he landed on the one he had in mind as the two friends stood beside him. "It's the Mad Hatter's hat. It's a portal between worlds."
