Rosalina couldn't sleep that night. She stood on her balcony, gazing up into the CGI stars. They're so beautiful, she thought. They reminded her of her home back in Ohio, where she would sit outside and gaze up at the stars with her mother and father. But her mother died, and she moved to Washington with her father so he could make enough money to support her.

Suddenly, a blast of wind came over her. I guess the air conditioner's on. It was sort of hot in here earlier. The gusts of wind came in diminishing intervals until the gusts were practically seamless. It was then that Rosalina saw a figure in the sky flying toward the castle.

"It's here," she whispered in horror, slowly backing away. She looked at the creature, and was repulsed when she could make out the details. It had a small, yellow snout and a brittle mouth that could breathe fire. Its claws were very unkempt, as if they belonged on a witch's finger. She ran back into the room so that she couldn't be seen, but it was too late. The creature landed on her terrace and trudged into the room, dragging its wings and thorny tail behind it.

It breathed on Rosalina's face, and as she inhaled, she fell to the ground unconscious. It repeated the ritual on Daisy and Sarah's sleeping visages. The two briefly awoke before falling out cold back into their beds. The creature picked the three bodies up and flew away with as much ease as it had before.

"Good. It's taken the girls," the boss informed his coworkers, "I think that's fair."

The boss's assistant approached the screen and observed what was happening, "Wait, what is it doing? Isn't it supposed to take them all to its dungeon?"

"It is," the boss looked back at the screen, "It was. Damn it, what's wrong with it?"

He furiously typed away on his keyboard, but the creature didn't obey his orders. As it flew, it left Rosalina in the nearby grasslands, and flew past its own dungeon to take Daisy to a separate dungeon far beyond the one it owned.

"It's separating all of them!" the assistant exclaimed, "Why is it doing that?"

He sat down at his keyboard, and tried to program the creature, but there was no effect. "Bowser" (as the assistant had affectionately named his best piece of work) had a mind of his own.

A small star-like creature was the first to find Rosalina after the winged beast dropped her off in a grassy plain. It nudged at Rosalina and seemed to meow to wake her up. She began to stir, and the star became very excited. As her eyes slowly slid open, the star danced around above her.

"Hello," she smiled at the star, and then remembered what just happened, "Where am I?"

"Hi!" the star squeaked.

"What's your name? Are you lost too?"

"I'm a Luma! Luma's don't have names… Can you help me look for something?"

"Of course! What is it?"

The Luma hesitated before answering, "My mother. Bowser made our ship crash, and she said that she'd come for me one day on a comet, and then she shut her eyes and just… disappeared."

"Well, I guess I have to help you find your mother don't I? What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?"

"Friend?" the young Luma's eyes lit up.

"Naturally," Rosalina smiled, "By the way, I'm Rosalina."

"Rosalina…"

Next, it was Sarah who woke up. She looked around, confused, and stood up. Where am I? she asked herself. Soon, she remembered that one group would be taken to the dungeon, and figured that she was that girl— that team… Where are they anyways?

"Daisy? Rosalina?" she yelled. The call echoed throughout the halls of the dungeon.

The ground suddenly began to shake as a shadowy figure approached Sarah.

"Who is that?" she asked, but there was no response. When the figure finally stepped into the light, Sarah lurched away.

"You can call me Bowser." The creature answered, as its horns and scale slowly sunk beneath his skin and his hair grew out on the top of his head. Sarah speculated that he was actually quite an attractive man.

"I'm Sarah."

"I know."

She walked up to him to touch his face, and stood in awe of how life-like it was. As she touched him, he inhaled sharply and held his breath, turning away.

"What was that for?" she asked. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"But, I'm holding you captive," Bowser was bewildered.

"Well, not really. I'm not in chains or tied down to a chair. This is actually about as far from being captive as I've ever been… But is there a bathroom in here?"

Bowser's confusion was certainly showing as he answered her, "Um, yes? Second door to your right…"

"Thanks."

The sun began to rise on the virtual horizon, and Wesley sprang out of bed to check on Sarah. As he raced to her room, his heart skipped every other beat. He pounded on her door, waking all the players who weren't already up. He swung the door on her response, or lack thereof, and searched the room frantically for any sign that she was still there. John walked in and, seeing Wesley's struggle, patted his friend on the back and walked him out of the room in an attempt to calm him down, but it was all in vain.

John allowed Wesley a few moments to collect himself, but then made him move out, for that would allow them to find Sarah more quickly.

Before they left, Wesley requested a moment alone in his room. Once his friends left, he walked over to his bedside and grabbed the peach from the day before, which was lying in a crevice near the wall, and held it close to his face.

He shut his eyes and whispered, "I'll get you back, my little peach…"

(The directors made note of that. Sarah was far too typical of a name for it to belong to a Nintendo princess, so perhaps they would call their damsel in distress "Peach.")

Wesley followed his team outside, and they left the castle's lush garden behind for the rough terrain they would soon come to know.