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Punk and Cena were viewing the activities below with interest. Apparently, These people were preparing for something. Their hideaway behind the trees was far too high up to make out anyone's face, let alone locate Randy. They carefully and quietly made their way farther down the huge hill. Since it was daytime, Phil and John were very careful to stay hidden.
Ted and Cody had coincidentally entered the area where they had been offered to Kassogtha a year ago. It took every ounce of Cody's inner strength not to turn and run back from where he came. Ted's knees felt weak. He took in a deep breath as he looked at the three slabs that he and his two best friends had been trussed to. Neither wrestler moved. They stood there staring, and remembering that nightmarish ordeal. Finally Cody said, "We need to suck it up now Ted. God only knows what they've done to Randy. We need to find him."
Dibiase and Rhodes, facing their worst fears, headed for the horrific village from their nightmares.
Nick and Jake were hiding in a tool shed. They had entered the village and crouched behind some abandoned looking buildings. However, when they'd heard what sounded like a group of children chattering, they'd peeked from behind their hiding place. After getting a decent look at the children's faces, The All American and his co-worker looked at one another with wide eyes. Hearing footsteps and strange sounding male voices, they'd run into the nearby shed that they were now crouching in. "Like two scared kids." Thought Nemeth.
Mike and Dylan were behind some bushes staring at the largest house in the village. Frightening looking people had exited the building. Dylan gasped at what he was seeing, and Mike stared with wide eyes and open mouth. Two of the most monstrous looking males were standing guard at the front of the residence. What Ted and Cody had said about the villagers was true!
The Miz's little partner pointed towards a tiny open window at basement level. This house had a basement, and was not raised up by wooden planks because it was on a hill overlooking the village, high above the shoreline.
"Mike." Hornswoggle whispered. "I know I can get in there. I'll climb in, then find that huge ass window over there, Do you see it?"
"Yeah. I see it."
"I'll open that from the inside, or break it, or something so you can get in too."
"I'm not wild about this buddy." Said Mike. "But I'm betting Randy's in there, if anywhere. Please don't get caught little guy."
Dylan easily made his way through the small window. In about five minutes, Mike saw one of the upper, side windows opening, and his friend motioning for him to hurry. Mizanin took a quick look around to see if the "coast was clear". He then ran to the window, jumped up, grabbed the sill, and began to pull himself in. Dylan took his arms and helped him the rest of the way.
"There was no one in the basement. That basement was huge. That's why it took me a while to get here." Whispered Dylan. "There doesn't seem to be anyone up here either."
The Miz and Hornswoggle moved towards the front room, and found a flight of stairs. They looked at one another nervously, and then began ascending.
At the top of the stairway, the both of them heard singing coming from a closed door to the right of the steps. It sounded like Randy's voice! They'd never heard him sing before. "One, two three, four, five, six, seven…all good children go to Heaven! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven…..all good children go to Heaven!"
Dylan peeked through the keyhole. "Randy is definitely in there, I can see him."
Mike tried the door. It was locked. He didn't want to draw attention, but what else could he do? "Fuck it." Miz kicked the door with all of his might until it came open.
Randy stopped singing, and turned his head slowly towards them.
"Please don't let this be another hallucination." Orton thought. "Please let these two be real."
