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Not really sure what to do now... kind of was waiting for Jesper to talk to William or vice versa.

@DriveEMOut@xChrome
"I'm telling you this because I'm planning on getting away. I've seen what they do. I pretend to be too happy to realize all of the wretched acts Jared and Jeffery have gotten away with. The Ancient Roots believe that they are the only ones fit for the dungeon, however Jared and Jeffery really take this to the extreme, and those who disagree with them or break even the smallest rules are thrown out into the dungeons on their own or... executed."

The song stopped and everyone paused for about a second. Then the Macarena began again. This time, William spotted Jesper and Eddie on the other side of the green area. Eddie was catching onto the Macarena- they had already danced the Macarena about six times. However, they were clearly starting to tire slightly.
People think Macarena is a nonviolent, peaceful area. Little do they realize it is at constant war with Conga.

Just Kidding.
Emily suddenly nudged William. "William," she said, "listen closely."

Emily leaned over and whispered into William's ear very quickly, "you don't honestly think Jeffery and Jared are actually going to let you live after this, right? They said they didn't want anyone morally corrupt in the area. Ever wonder what happened to the Bosnians? Jared and Jeffery killed them all because they didn't believe in handing things over to those who were part of the Living Roots. Kreator Lažne Nade doesn't mean 'Creator of Dreams.' It means 'Creator of False Hope.' As soon as you kill Jesper, Jeffery is authorized to kill you and don't expect him to hesitate."

Then, she continued doing the Macarena.

EEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY Macarena!
INVENTORIES

Jesper:
- Dead Cell Phone
- Engagement Ring
- Wallet
- Odd, Bloody Driver's License of Sorts with a Golden Bar Code
- Fifteen Euros
- Three Pounds
- 38 Dollars
- A Coupon: "75% off your next purchase at Jim and Eric's Cole Slaw Emporium."
- Library Card
- Membership to the YMCA.
- Page of William's Spellbook

William:

- Sub Machine Gun
- Insect Summoning Skills
- 15 Minute Poodle Spell

The Master:

- A Club Soda
@DriveEMOut
@xChrome

Until William gets to Jesper, I'll just work on updating the inventories. If I've forgotten something, just let me know.
The figure seemed to frown. "Why are you really 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?"
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.
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.
"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.
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