Mumbo didn't remember moving, but when he woke up, he wasn't in Tango's shop. The warm embrace of the heated glass was gone, replaced with a cold feeling that sent a horrid chill throughout his body. The Redstoner's entire body was weak and fragile, he couldn't even move his arm. He felt paralyzed, stuck like this, forever. For some reason, Mumbo didn't mind. Something in his foggy mind told him that everything was okay. It was a cold voice, their tone mean and harsh, but the Redstoner accepted his little voice in his head, shutting his eyes and letting his whole body go limp.

"I saw him wandering around earlier. He's not the one I was looking for, so I wanna let him go, before he wakes up. You made sure to...handle him, yes?"

"Yeah yeah..he won't be able to move for hours."

Echoing footsteps began to come closer, before something grabbed the mustached hermit by his shoulders. Mumbo couldn't seem to open his eyes, forced to let his kidnappers drag him along. There was a slight echo, with water dropping and making a light splash in the distance. From what Mumbo could tell, he was in a cave, his wrists and neck bound by a lead. The two continued to drag Mumbo along with them, paying no attention to when Mumbo would cut his legs on the rocks they were dragging him over.

The Redstoner managed to open his mouth, letting out a weak cry in pain. His back and legs were covered in all sorts of jagged scars, with blood rushing out of the newly formed cuts. His clothes were mangled and ruined, with fresh blood beginning to stain his white undershirt as well. The mustached hermit had left his over coat in Tango's shop, and it would have been helpful right about now. Mumbo began to lightly shake, as it was the only movement he could manage. He was freezing, it felt like they were in a snow biome.

Mumbo's head went foggy, but he tried his very hardest to stay awake, not wanting to give into his kidnappers. The two that took Mumbo began talking once more, before one of them stopped, growling at Mumbo. Mumbo's back was now completely covered in blood, with some cuts that needed stitches in order to stop the immense amount of bleeding.

"He's bleeding."
"So? He'll just respawn in bed."

"Won't it say, like, 'MumboJumbo died from blood loss thanks to Helsknight and Evil Xisuma'? I don't wanna get banned by my idiotic admin brother."

'Helsknight? Evil Xisuma? They were the ones behind my kidnapping?' Mumbo questioned you himself, continuing to keep himself awake, and listening in on the twos conversation.

"We could throw him into lava."

"No, that won't work. It'll say something like; 'MumboJumbo swam in lava to Escape Evil Xisuma."

"Fine. Do you have a healing potion or something?"

"I can make one, I have some stuff for it."

Mumbo felt his bands loosen, as he was leaned up against the cave's stone-cold wall. He could barely breathe, feeling like an anvil was crushing his back. Everything was numb, but it was faintly stinging in pain. Mumbo let out a few more moans of pain. His head was fuzzy, but it felt like someone was shoving daggers through his skull, right into is brain. Someone took notice to his struggle, as footsteps approached the aching Redstoner.

"Shut up you f*cking mistake! We're right under the shopping district. If someone hears us, we're f*cking screwed."

Dagger like nails dug into Mumbo's skin, before he was forced to open his mouth, a sticky warm liquid rushing down his throat. At first it was sour, but then a sweet sensation replaced the horrid taste, rather quickly in fact. The liquid sent a slight pain through Mumbo's back, but after a couple of minutes, his entire body was calm, no more buzzing injuries on his back.

"Let's carry him this time, and be quick about it. It's still early, but the hermits will be up soon."

Mumbo's head pounded against his skull, as the two evil doppelgängers lifted the Redstoner, Ex holding him by his shoulders, and Hels by his ankles. The two struggled to keep a grip on Mumbo, but they managed to escape from the cave, harsh sunlight stinging their eyes. The sun was rising over the mycelium island, signaling that the hermits would start flooding the shopping district relatively soon. With this newfound Knowledge, the two rushed to the town hall, practically diving through the nether portal. Their footsteps were fast and out of rhythm with one another, but the two managed to run with the tall Redstoner in their arms.

The heat of the nether made Mumbo's head spin even more, although the Redstoner still felt like he was freezing. He let out a couple of weak coughs, a bit of feeling returning to Mumbo's right arm. The mustached hermit shook as he tried to lift his arm, but ended up failing, his body frail and weak.

"F*ckF*ckF*ckF*ckF*ckF*ckF*ck...."
"What's with all the cursing?"
"I saw Xisuma, let's get the f*ck out of here."

Mumbo let out a faint cry, Before Ex covered Mumbo's mouth with his gloved hand, preventing the exhausted hermit from alerting the admin. Mumbo didn't even try to retaliate, practically melting into the arms of the two psychopaths. On the other hand, Ex and Hels were trying their best to hold onto Mumbo, keeping him from falling out of their grasp. Ex didn't know which portal was Mumbo's so he had to guess, picking a random portal and helping Hels carry the tired Redstoner through.

When they made it through the portal, the two found themselves surrounded by grey wood, and a bit farther ahead was a large pile of Diamonds. Hels looked at Ex, who looked back and nodded in response. The two placed Mumbo by the entrance to the gigantic tree, before running back towards the nether portal.

"Come on, let's hurry and get out of here. We need to start our plan."