The figure seemed to frown. "Why are you [i]really[/i] here?" it asked. Suddenly, Jeffery appeared behind them and sighed. He walked towards the door as if the hooded figure wasn't there. Enraged, the hooded figure swung its flail at Jeffery. It passed straight through him, and Jeffery was unaffected. Jeffery opened the door to the exit, revealing a massive red wall. "Let's go," he said, impatiently, "it can't hurt you as long as you don't stay in here too long." Emily walked towards Jeffery. The figure swung at her over and over, stubbornly. Emily flinched, but was unharmed. She reached the doorway and motioned for William to follow her. 

Jeffery looked down the hallway and squinted. "What the hell? Macarena? What are they doing here?" Emily seemed confused. 

"Macarena? Like the da-"

"Yes, it's named after the dance. It's a small country of about one hundred and eighty people. They're a... traveling country. They move around the dungeon."

"So, are we going to have to attack him in Macarena?" asked Emily. 

Jeffery shook his head. "They're a neutral country. I wouldn't dare kill the boy there... too many factions would frown upon it, not to mention the four armed guards ensuring his protection- as long as he's doing the Macarena, he's a citizen."

"So... what do we do?" asked Emily.

Jeffery frowned and thought for a moment. "They'll recognize me and the guards will be on alert. You and William need to lure him out of the country. It's roughly the size of a soccer field, so it shouldn't be too hard. You can keep the boy in there or lure him out as well, I don't care how you go about that. I'll stay back and get him as soon as he exits."

He hands Emily his side arm and produces a red blanket from his bag. He quickly lies under the blanket with his sniper rifle. "I'll be essentially invisible from here. You two good with the plan?"