Break was in his room still asleep the bandages off his eye, they were on the green carpeted floor
but The Hatter was in his white pj`s his hair covering his bad eye. He seemed almost relaxed but
he stirred in his sleep restlessly..
There were tea cups and tea pots, candies, cake everywhere in the room everything was so colorful except the Hatter himself who was covered in blank white..
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, tapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more."