-Mark P.O.V.-

I wasn't sure what I was doing, standing next to a trapdoor in the house of a man that I just met, with only a sword and Mikayla to take with me.

Yeah, nothing could go wrong.

Anyways, there we were, and Pepe looked around. "Your friends will be safe with me. Nobody can find us unless I want them to."

I nodded, swallowing slowly as it happened.

"Here goes... Everything I guess." I replied.

Mikayla just continued to stare at the trapdoor, "Let's get going."

I glanced back towards the crowd, and I saw Mason. "See you soon little buddy." I smiled.

"Come back soon." he replied, holding Macey close to him, her tear-stained cheeks red and puffy.

"I will. Bye."

And we entered the descent from the trapdoor.

It was dark, and I couldn't tell where we were going, but I could tell that it was cold, and I began to shiver.

"I should've brought a jacket huh?" I nervously chuckled.

"Probably." Mikayla led the way down for what seemed like hours, until we began going up.

Suddenly she stopped. I nearly bumped into her as a result. "What's-" I was cut off by her turning to face me.

"I get that you want to save your sister, but there is a lot that you need to know before we proceed."

"What is that?" I inquired.

"First off, we'll need to change our looks, people will recognize that we aren't from there. Second, we need to find them and bring them back as soon as possible. We're not sure how long we can trust the others with Pepe. Got it?"

I nodded.

"Good," she replied before opening the space in front of her, "Welcome to the other world."