"Look," said Margaret (the narrator has made a choice not to refer to the characters by the characters they play in the movie universe), "you've got a rifle and you shoot witches. Once we kill this one you'll probably get your memory back. Just follow my lead."
Mordecai had many more questions to ask, like how to use the rifle he had. The rifle was big, bulky and extremely heavy. It was like a combination of a camera lens and a grenade launcher. However, there was no time to ask questions. All he knew was that he needed to survive long enough in the movie until he could discover a way out.
Just at that moment, the creaky, old wooden door burst open and a hideous being entered the room. It looked like the combination of a California raisin, the willow tree from Pocahontas, and Barbara Streisand.
"Look out Hansel!" screamed Margaret as she shot an arrow, which the witch avoided by getting on all fours and climbing up the walls with a snarl. Needless to say, Mordecai was shocked. He had never heard of witches that act like full-out werewolves. He always thought that witches sat at home all day and made spells and child sacrifices. "Aim for the head!" Margaret shouted.
"Are these witches or zombies?!" Mordecai said. He of course knew that zombies could be killed with a bullet to the head, but witches? But, now was not the time to compare witches and zombies. Mordecai took a chance and fired the gun, which missed its target miserably; the bullet bounced off the stone fireplace and flew out the window with a loud shatter. Luckily, the noise was able to distract the witch long enough for Margaret to fire an arrow into the witch's eye.
Having failed with the gun, Mordecai's course of action suddenly turned from fight to flight, and he ran out the door with the witch following him shortly after. Mordecai kept running and running, the witch getting closer by the second until he tripped on a wire and fell backwards onto the leaf-ridden forest floor. In what seemed like a slit second, the witch flew right past Mordecai and a plucking sound was heard.
"Is it over?" Mordecai asked, sitting up on the ground. Suddenly, the witch's decapitated head landed in his lap and he screamed.
"Watch out!" Magaret shouted, shooting a couple of arrows into the air as a roar was heard. Mordecai looked up to see another witch with fangs and horns flying right towards him. Mordecai got up and ran away quickly.
"Since when do witches have horns?!" screamed Mordecai, "and since when did they roar?!"
He kept running, jumping over branches and passing trees. He did this until he reached a small town, which looked like the typical old English town with cobblestone streets, wooden signs and straw roofs. All the while, the witch was still chasing him, sending everybody in town running into their houses.
"Hansel!" Margaret screamed chasing after the witch, "your front pocket!"
Thinking fast, Mordecai reached into his front pocket and pulled out what looked like a medieval Taser. At this point, he didn't even bother asking why there were tasers in what looked like medieval England. He just aimed at the witch and pulled the trigger, sending a shocking wave of electricity whipping through the air at the witch. It finally collided with its target, sending the witch flying across the street and onto a shovel, conveniently decapitating it with a swift slice.
Mordecai couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement; he had just killed a witch. It was just like that time he and Rigby killed a bunch of zombies at the park…
"Oh crap," said Mordecai, "I've gotta save Rigby!" He ran right past Margaret and followed his footsteps back to the witch's cabin. He searched the ground he landed on for something that might have slipped through the void. At last he found something useful: a remote control.
Without hesitation, Mordecai pressed the "skip" button and was engulfed in another series of flashing lights and images.