Jesper didn't see anyone in the gas station, but other than that it didn't seem out of the ordinary. Suddenly, Jesper saw a figure outside, prepared to pump gas into the motorized unicycle. Then, Jesper noticed something a bulletin board near the exit.

"WANTED BREACHERS!"

There were a few pictures of various individuals underneath of this. Jesper saw a picture of Eddie. The picture was labeled with different colors, and several different numbers. Prices. From what Jesper could discern, the color coding had something to do with the organizations That Boy had mentioned earlier, and whether they wanted him dead or alive. Jesper also saw a picture of himself (although this wasn't actually a photograph. Instead it was a rough, drawn sketch). Sandra and William were written on small index cards pinned to the wall. There was even rougher sketches of those two.

Eddied exited the bathroom and then picked up a bag of beef jerky.

Jesper cursed, then started to search the gas station for a weapon. They all wanted Eddie the most, right? Maybe if I use him as a hostage...No. I'm gonna keep this kid away from those vultures, whatever it takes. He continued to search for a weapon. He was determined to look everywhere, so he wouldn't miss anything.

The only two options available to Jesper were an extension chord (for strangling) and a large gallon of milk (for bludgeoning). The only other alternative would be shaking up bottles of soda and having them explode.

"Hey! Who's that out there? Maybe he knows where Sandra is!" exclaimed Eddie, making his way towards the exit.

William's eyes widen as he saw all those books in the chest. He reached out and grabbed a few to flip through the pages, they were complicated and needed a bit of research to create a proper spell but they were all legit. William was almost tempted to stay, but everything seemed too good to be true, for all he knows everything could be an illusion.

William placed the books back into the chest but not before memorising one or two simple spells and said to Jared, "I really appreciate your offer Jared, but I need to know one thing, why the kind gesture? Surely you want something from us, you might even have a bubbling cauldron somewhere waiting to throw us in."

Jared shrugged, "Sandra can stay here, for her, there is no catch. In order for you to stay, we just need you to do one small favor. Then, we'll reward you with the books." Jared flicked his hand through the air. The few books that William had flipped through went flew out of his hands and entered the chest, which closed on it's own.

"Since you've already met him, and are on reasonably good terms, I believe you could be helpful to us with this task..." Jared cleared his throat.

"Allow me to explain. You are what's is known as 'Breachers.' Breachers are, essentially, anyone who enters this dungeon through unconventional means. Typically through a complicated summoning process, similar to one that the belated Mr. Reaper preformed on you. Thankfully, we (the Ancient Roots) are fairly accepting of Breachers, as long as they haven't done anything particularly wrong. Other groups would usually hunt you down and kill Breachers regardless, so we want to assure that you remain safe. That's why we want Eddie in our custody- for his safety, of course... however, Jesper... well, that's a different story. So here is what we want you to do- keep in mind, after you do this, you can do whatever you want, and explore magic for the rest of your life."

Jesper looked straight at William, "We want you to retrieve Eddie. And kill Jesper."

Jesper grabbed Eddie and rushed him into the storage room. "Stay here, all right?" Jesper creeped outside, making sure his face couldn't be seen by using a rag. He walked to the figure and asked. "Can I help you mate?"

"I was about to ask you the same question," chuckled the man. "Your unicycle needs some gas. I can fill it up. Gas is pretty cheap now. I'll do it for a dollar and you can be on your way."

Jesper rifled through the wallet he had and pulled out a dollar. "There you go. I just have to go to the bathroom." He walked inside, and while the man was busy, he went through the register, seeing what they had.

Jesper found 37 dollars in the cash register. The man was finishing up with the gas, and began to walk back towards the store.

Due to Jesper's quickness, he took Eddie out pf the storage room and walked outside. "Thanks!" He quickly got on the unicycle and began driving away, happy with his prize. He continued down the road, looking for anything worthwhile.

"Hey wait a-" began the man. But it was too late. Jesper was already gone.

Jesper continued to drive down the road in the motorized unicycle. The wall remained red. Suddenly, Jesper heard a soft cry. "Help..." to his right, there was a man with jet black hair laying down on the ground. Blood was practically sprinting out of a large bullet wound in his stomach. "Please! Help!" he cried, as Jesper rapidly approached him on the unicycle.

William pondered at Jared's offer for a moment, he hasn't kill anyone before and Jared's offer seemed too good to pass up on. All he has to do is to kill a thief, and he'll be free to do whatever he wants along with practically limitless magical capabilities. However William's main motivation wasn't any of that, he was certain that if he were to decline the offer, he wouldn't make it out of the tent alive. There was only one way out.

"Alright Jared, I'll take up your offer." said William reluctantly, "But you have to give me something to work with, I have no idea where they are right now, the door we came in disappeared. Plus if you haven't noticed, I'm unarmed."

"I'll give you someone to work with," said Jared. The tent flap opened and a well dressed man entered. "This is Jeffery," said Jared. "He's my brother. Since he was cursed by a necromancer several years ago, he has to kill one person every day. However, he does kill two people on Saturday, so as not to kill anyone on a Sunday. He and Emily will help you kill Jesper." William realized that Jeffery had a large sniper rifle. Jeffery produced a sub machine gun and another sniper rifle. He gave the second sniper rifle to Emily and the sub machine gun to William.

"Here's the plan," said Jeffery. "You lure Jesper somewhere we can kill him with the sniper rifle. If things go south, use the sub machine gun. Got it?"

Emily absentmindedly grabbed the sniper rifle and nodded, as if she wasn't mentally present.

Before William could answer, though, Sandra spoke up. "Wait! You can't be serious! You're going to kill him? He's only sixteen years old!"

"Calm down," said Jessica.

"William, I want you to help Eddie but-" Sandra was interrupted as Jessica carried her out of the tent.

"So?" said Jeffery, "Are you going to help or not?"

Emily fiddled around with her digital camera.

William stared at Jeffery as if the whole thing was a joke, he had hoped to get something useful but instead he got this man who supposedly has to kill a person every day, oh but not Sundays though, he probably has to go to church. To make matters worse, he now has a gun in his hands. William was tempted to fire it at himself and perhaps wake up from this surreal dream but he didn't, everything seemed too ridiculous for him to imagine it, everything's real.

William looked at Sandra with disappointment in his eyes as she got carried out, "Sandra, I wish there was another choice, but right now it's the only way we can get your brother and guarantee our safety. I know he's sixteen but he made his choice, he knew the risks of being a thief". William's words were more of a reassurance to himself than to Sandra, it's never right to kill a person, more so one that's not even an adult.

William turned towards Jared, "Make sure you take care of her, I'll be back with her brother", then turned back to Jeffery, "Alright, let's go. I take it that you know where they are?"

"Yes," said Jeffery. "He went down the Grand Red Hallway. It's a little ways away from here but there are a few doors that can get us there. We'll take Emily's vehicle."

William was directed from the pier back to the beach, where a red convertible sat glistening in the sun light. "I'm driving," said Jeffery. Emily handed him her keys. "I call shotgun," said Emily, smirking. Jeffery strapped his sniper rifle onto his back and then started the car. William sat in the back.

The people on the pier all watched as the convertible drove off. Many of them waved happily. The sun still seemed to be setting.

Emily reached over and turned on the radio. Jeffery shut it off. Emily turned it on again. Jeffery turned it off one more time, aggressively. Emily snickered.

"Sorry about that Jeffery. Or Jeff. Is it alright if I call you Jeff?" Jeffery frowned and tightened his grip on the wheel.

Emily smirked and looked at the sunset. William noticed that Emily didn't seem playful like Jessica was. She was almost antagonizing Jeffery. Emily took a few pictures of the sunset, and then William, and then the beach. Some seagulls happily flew over their head. There were surfboards shoved into the trunk so that it couldn't be closed properly.

The beach was littered with the occasional house. These houses were massive, and even the smallest ones easily qualified as mansions. Finally, they arrived at one house that was painted green and was easily seven stories high. Jeffery led Emily and William to the front door. "This door goes into Ghost Room 7B," said Jeffery. "It's not the easiest of the doors to go through on the Grand Red Hallway, but we'll have more time to prepare before he reaches the end of the hall. I'm fairly certain that he's passed the GRH Gas Station already, and getting through La-ach' Voola Pestapepe would take too long. Anyways, I'll throw open the door, you two run, I'll cover your backs, we'll be on the other side in five minutes. Got it?"

"No," said Emily.

"Excellent." Jeffery threw open the door and thrust them inside of the room. Instead of the inside of a beach mansion, they were in a steel chamber. Terrible scream escaped from the walls. Mist blocked most of William's vision. Emily grabbed William's hand and led him to the exit, which was only about 20 meters away. Suddenly, a hooded figure riding on a three legged lion emerged from the mist. His face wasn't visible, but his eyes were a glowing, blood red, just like the lion's. The figure was holding a flail.

"Why must you pass?" it wailed at William.

"Jeffery?" asked Emily, shaking. Jeffery didn't respond.

"WHY MUST YOU PASS?" it held the flail up and pointed it at William and Emily. Emily gripped her sniper rifle tightly.

Jesper stopped the unicycle and ran to the man. "How can I help mate? What happened?" He kept the man on the ground, so that the blood wouldn't flow as freely, and made Eddie look away. "Listen bruv, I can't waste time. I'm being hunted down. I hoped you understand." Suddenly, Jesper started to choke the man, and tears tarted flowing freely down his face. "Shit! Oh shit, I'm so sorry!" Jesper stopped, and backed away, horrified. He grabbed Eddie's hand, and climbed back onto the unicycle, then started to drive away, still straining to find civilization, or a weapon of some sorts. A mask would be great, one for him and Eddie.

William just stared at Jeffery blankly as he gave his orders in front of the door, the places he mentioned made no sense to him. Grand Red Hallway? Ghost Room 7B? Luck Voila Paste a Pepe? They all sounded like places made up by some guy on the internet on a crazy trip. William was then snapped awake by something Jeffery said. "Wait! What do you mean we run while you cover our backs!?", before William could get a response, he was shoved through the door along with Emily and into a steel chamber.

The room was misty but William could barely make out the exit in the distance and was led towards there by Emily. It wasn't long before a hooded figure wielding a flail, riding what seems to be a three legged lion appeared out of nowhere. William was stunned by the creature's presence and interrogation. In a moment of desperation, William could only say one thing, "S-S-So... I can stop the h-h-hobbits from getting to Mordor...?"

The man struggled and tried to fight back as Jesper began choking him. He pulled out a revolver to fight back with, but to no avail. Little did Jesper realize that the man had intentionally shot himself with the same revolver in order to trick Jesper into stopping to help him and then kill Jesper. Eddie and Jesper got back on the unicycle and continued to travel down the red hallway. Finally, Jesper came across yet another oddity.

Suddenly, the hallway turned light green, just for about 100 meters, and only on the floor. Note: I'm from the US but I feel obliged to use the metric system. Within that small area, there was a crowd of roughly two hundred people all... doing the Macarena? Right before the green area there was a small sign:

"Welcome to the nation of Macarena. As long as you are within this green area and dancing the Macarena, you are a citizen and under the protection of the Macarenan police force."

Underneath of this was a smaller sign with a digital display:

"Macarena's preformed: 535,181"

(Fun fact: this is about 3.75 years worth of Macarena's)

At each corner of the area was a large speaker playing the Macarena. An armed guard was standing at each one of these. All four of the guards were dancing the Macarena. They were wearing police uniforms and badges confirming they were members of the MPD (Macarena Police Department).

The citizens all seemed incredibly happy, as if there was nothing better in life than dancing the Macarena. A few were chatting in the center of the green area as they did the Macarena. Two people were playing chess as they did the Macarena. Jesper noticed a dozen or so people that were doing the Macarena in their sleep. There was a small bathroom off to the side, but other than that, the country was pretty much filled with nothing other than people doing the Macarena.

The hooded figure wasn't amused by William's response. "Why must you pass? Truly?" it asked. It brought the flail back, prepared to strike. Emily lifted her gun, terrified, but then dropped it to the floor.

"Alright, alright! We wish to pass this domain in order to rescue a boy from a thief." said William after regaining his composure. He didn't see the need to tell this stranger the whole truth, but in a way he wasn't lying either. William then looked at the hooded figure, awaiting his response, he tried to appear as non-threatening as possible by lowering his gun.