"You guys gotta listen to me!" Grian explained at the table, False, or rather the Queen of Hearts, pouring him a cup of tea. The fairytale-trapped hermits only raising an eyebrow at the small builder. "You guys are stuck in a fairytale!"

"Preposterous." False spat, raising her teacup and taking a sip of the scolding-hot drink. Cub and Etho quickly nodded in agreement, Joe snickering from the tree branch that he was perched upon. The cat's purple tail swung from side to side, his beady yellow eyes glued to Grian. The small hermit tried to ignore the cat's glare, turning to Cub and Etho.

"You have to feel like something is wrong. Cub, you're a rabbit hybrid now!" Grian exclaimed, slightly tugging on one of Cub's floppy ears, the bunny twitching his nose and slapping the builder's hand away. The rabbit went back to drinking tea, Etho pouring him another glass of tea.

"Something is wrong," Joe called from his tree branch, the cat practically hanging off the edge of the bough. "That's the beauty of wonderland. Nothing is ever right, nothing is ever wrong. It's insanity."

Grian let out a heavy breath, setting down his teacup and excusing himself from the table. The builder turned away, pinching the bridge of his nose. His friends weren't listening, no matter how hard he tried to explain what happened.

"Alright. I gotta find my way outta here and find Mumbo.." Grian said, exiting the forest area of Decked Out, looking for the exit. He could hear his own heartbeat, the sound of Ravengers coming somewhere from the maze. This horrified Grian, the large beasts could easily kill a player within seconds.

Grian found himself on the second-story bridge area, hanging over the large lake of lava. The small builder glanced around in case any other hermits were trapped in the maze, Grian spotting a large, grey beast walking on the black stone bridge below him. The creature moved slowly, as if it was stalking something.

He held his breath as he noticed three hermits in particular, their backs turned to the large Ravanger. Tango, Impulse, and Zedaph didn't seem to notice the beast quickly approaching, the three standing still and talking with one another. Grian glanced around, trying to find something that he could use to kill the beast and save the others.

There was nothing in sight, and the beast was almost to team Z.I.T, Grian looking over the chain railing. It was a long drop into lava, but that had given the small hermit an idea.

The strawberry blond held onto the chain railing as tight as he could, before he jumped off the bridge, dangling over a bubbling lake of lava. The ravanger turned its attention to the hanging hermit, the large creature growling as he began to approach Grian.

The small builder however, was hoping the beast would come towards him. Grian used his body, swinging back and forth, and right as the creature was about to ram it's mighty horns into the builder's body, Grian let go of the railing, kicking the ravanger right in the large creature's nose, sending it falling backwards, breaking the chain railing and sinking into the boiling lava.

"Tango! Impulse! Zedaph! Are you guys oka-" Grian stopped when they turned around, letting out a sad breath. They had tiny, goat-like tails, not to mention the ears and horns. "Three billy Goat's gruff" was the first story that came to Grian's mind, meaning there was another hermit who was the 'Troll'.

The three goats happily trotted over to Grian, introducing themselves to the builder and happily prancing around, as if nothing was amiss. Grian slightly smiled, nothing much changed with them.

"What are you three doing here?" Grian asked, watching as the three goats pointed towards the opposite side of the bridge, where the lake area was, the glowing green grass clearly peaking their interests.

"So what's stopping you?" Grian asked, although he already knew the answer. A hand shot up out of the lava, the hand pulling themselves out of the lake boiling magma and onto the bridge, standing in the way of the entrance to the lake area.

VintageBeef had piercing green eyes, a sharp fang poking out of his mouth. He had demon-like horns, and a long tail, his beard was also much bushier than before. Fire-resistant particles flew around the beast, and The three goats were horrified of the lava-dwelling beast.

"Okay, Okay, Okay..." Grian mumbled underneath his breath, moving past the goats and into the dungeon, trying to get out as quickly as possible. He couldn't help anyone, not without Xisuma. Or Mumbo. Or Iskall.

Or someone.

Anyone.

Grian needed help.