In the graveyard, Hiccup and the others had just taken down the zombies, now beginning to question them.

"So, what are all you guys doing out here, huh?" Hiccup asked as he sat down.

"Well, zombie stock mostly. You know, being buried…"

"…hanging out, rotting and stuff."

"Yeah, pretty much rotting and hanging out."

"Yep, same here."

Hiccup narrowed his eyes, clearly not accepting this explanation. "You're not lying to me, are you?"

"No! Really, that's the truth, we swear! Zombies stuff, that's all!" they said hastily.

"I see; then let me ask you something else," said Hiccup. "Did a man with dark greasy hair, a woman with golden blonde hair, a husky man with short blond hair and a reindeer with a bluenose come through here?"

"Oh, yeah. Right, right, right. We may have seen them, but we're not supposed to…"

"Sorry, we can't say."

"Yeah, we're all under specific orders not to share any information about stuff like that from anyone. Sorry about that."

"Yeah, we have our orders."

"Orders! Orders! Orders!" they yelled repeatedly.

"Oh, I see," said Hiccup cracking his knuckles. "So you're not going to tell me, huh?"

The zombies immediately stopped what they were doing and looked absolutely fearful.

"I mean, yes, we saw them," they said instantly.

"These zombies are wimps," Toothless noted.

"Wow," said Eret.

"Can we keep?" Tuffnut asked.

"No, we can't!" Ragnar yelled.

Hiccup then sat up. "Those guys are part of my crew, so listen up. You didn't do anything to them, did you?"

"Uh, wait, they're on your crew?"

"No, we didn't! Right?"

"Right, we did nothing at all."

"Nothing at all."

"Nothing at all!" they all repeated in unison.

Hiccup clearly didn't believe them. "I want the truth right now!"

"This guy did something," said one of the zombies, pointing to the zombie, whose head had been detached from its body.

"Hey, shut up, tattletale! And anyway, you were the one who bit them!"

"Actually, we all did."

"Idiot, shut up!" they yelled, grabbing that particular zombie.

They then slowly turned towards Hiccup, who was giving them a frightening death glare. They then watched, terrified, as Hiccup approached them, cracking his knuckles, and the others stepped up to the plate.

Within about 30 seconds, the Dragon Riders have beaten up every single zombie in the graveyard. All the zombies were now buried in the ground and completely out cold.

"Looks like they ran out of here and headed towards that mansion," said Hiccup. "I'm glad they all right, but I am concerned about Skull."

"I wouldn't worry about him; he seems capable of taking care of himself," said Ragnar.

"Yeah, let's find the others," Toothless agreed as they made their way to the mansion.

"I have to say, though, zombies were a bunch of weaklings," said Hiccup.

"Yep, pounding their sorry faces in doesn't even count as a warmup," Eret agreed.

"So how come none of them were beaten up when Astrid and the others went through?" Tuffnut asked.

"Probably because Astrid was completely defenceless without her weapons," Toothless deduced. "Snotlout is completely incompetent, while Fishlegs and Chopper were probably too scared to fight them themselves."

"Those guys might have been pushovers, but I suspect they were only underlings. We could very well meet up with someone much stronger than them," said Ragnar.

"Wait, stop!" a voice cried. "Hold on a minute!"

They stopped and saw the dashing towards them was an old man, who could easily be mistaken for a zombie with all his injuries.

"I saw you fight through zombies; all of you have such unbelievable strength," he said. "There's something I would like to talk to you about. Would you please listen?"

"An old man with serious injuries!" said Tuffnut.

"Idiot! We told you their zombies!" everyone snapped.

"Uh, actually, he's right on the money," said the old man.

"That's too confusing! Can't you just be a zombie, geez?"

Hiccup then approached the old man. "All right, what do you want to tell us?"

The old man then fell to his knees. "There is an evil man who must be brought down, and I think you youngsters are strong enough to do it. He has left a trail of victims in his wake; if you defeat him, they were all be rescued. If you help me get my shadow back, I would be so grateful."

"Your shadow?" Ragnar blinked.

"Hold on, did we just find another guy who had his shadow taken away?" said Eret.

Hiccup looked down and saw that the old man was not casting a shadow from the light of the lantern. "It's true, see. He really doesn't have a shadow; he's just like Skull."

"Well, damn, that sucks," said Toothless. "So, who did that to you? Is he here somewhere on this island?"

The old man looked terrified to speak his name. "M-Moria!"

Heather's eyes widened.

"His name is Moria, and he's terrifying," said the old man.

"Moria? You don't mean… Moria Gecko, by any chance?" Heather asked.

"That's right," the old man nodded. "Yes, that's him."

Hiccup looked at Heather. "Moria Gecko? We're in more trouble than I thought."

Heather nodded.

"You guys know this Moria?" said Ruffnut looking at the two of them.

"Only by reputation," said Heather. "And if I remember correctly, his former bounty was even higher than Hiccup's."

"Wait… former?" said Ragnar. "So that means…"

Heather nodded. "Yes, Moria Gecko is one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."

"He is?" the twins gasped.

"You're sure, really?" said Tuffnut.

"Yes, Moria Gecko is a man of many mysteries," Heather nodded.

"I even heard that he tangled with one of the Four Emperors, Kaido," said Hiccup looking troubled.

"B-but what a big shot like that doing in a damp hole like this?" Eret asked.

"I'm not sure exactly, but I can tell you is that he has left behind many victims," said the old man. "Most of which are wandering around lost in this very forest."

"Just how many is many?" Toothless asked.

"Who knows, the fact that you were all invited here as well means that Moria is out to get you too. No doubt about it."

"Invited? We weren't—" Toothless stopped; he then remembered the barrel with the flare and the ghostly encounters on the Night Fury. "I see."

The old man then began to cry. "We hide in this dark forest, scared of zombies and all the other creatures here. We can't head out to see because we'd be exposed to the sun. With this body weakened as it is, it is hard to find the will to keep on living. Once… just once, before I die, I want to walk under the sun and feel its warmth on my skin. Just one more time!"

The old man then accidentally knocked over his land, which spun across the ground. Hiccup then bent down and grabbed it, and the old man looked up at him.

Eret then burst into tears. "That's awful; how touching! You've been through so much, such a gut-wrenching story!"

"Pull yourself together; it's embarrassing," said Toothless.

"Nothing wrong with someone expressing themselves," said Ragnar.

Hiccup looked at the old man. "You're in luck; we're actually looking who steals shadow. It is coming after us that just makes things a little easier. I'm good to take him down, and if that saves you in the process, that's a bonus."

"Oh, that's very kind of you," said the old man. "Thank you! Thank you! You've given me new hope."

"We can't thank you enough," said a new voice.

"We're counting on you!"

"Yeah, tear Moria and a new one!"

"What the hell?" said Ragnar as he looked around and saw a number of people hiding amongst the trees and bushes. "The other victims, huh? You know it's not polite to eavesdrop."

"Oh, sorry about that."

Meanwhile, Astrid and the others were in a spot of bother; a zombie samurai had appeared out of nowhere and immediately drew out his sword. With a single slash, he sent them flying right through the door, and they collided with the operating table.

Hogback was rather startled by their sudden appearance. "What the hell?"

Astrid and the others were rather winded, and Hogback spotted them.

"You four?" he stared. "Why are you here?"

Astrid quickly looked at the others. "Hey, that guy was… I could have sworn that it was Skull back there."

"Yeah, I know," Chopper nodded. "But he wasn't the skeleton; he had skin and looked like a mummy."

"He did sound a lot like him, though," said Fishlegs.

"Yeah, but he also had wooden getas…" said Snotlout.

Hogback didn't like it that they were ignoring him. "Hey! Listen to me when I'm talking to you!"

He then marched towards them, and they spun around at his angry expression.

"You fools!" he yelled.

"He found us!" they cried, except Astrid.

"He was hardly not going to notice us when we came crashing into his lab," Astrid pointed out.

"Indeed," he barked, glaring at them. "Now, what did you see? Did I tell you never to peek inside my research room?"

"We didn't see anything," Snotlout panicked.

"Right, nothing we swear," Chopper nodded frantically.

"I didn't see anything at all," Fishlegs agreed.

"Really?" said Hogback sceptically.

"Really, it's the honest truth," said Snotlout.

Astrid rolled her eyes. "Guys, despite appearances, he is a genius. There's no way he's going to believe us."

"One of you at least seems to understand the situation," said Hogback. "I'm sure you've already figured out some of my secrets by now, but it's too late. In but a few minutes, the Night Hunt will begin."

His eyes then turned towards a clock which was about to hit midnight.

"The Night Hunt?" Astrid frowned.

"To those who are foolish enough to wonder this island after dark, no intruder shall survive the night hunt."

Outside, Absalom, who was still invisible, had just entered the graveyard. When he got there, he found all the zombies with their legs sticking out from the ground.

"You can't properly start the Night Hunt if you're still buried now, can you," he said.

He then approached one of the zombies and pulled him out from the ground, tossing him over his shoulder. The zombie groaned in pain, either from the fall or from being beaten up by the Dragon Riders.

"What are you doing?" said Absalom furiously. "It can't hurt; there's no pain! It's all in your imagination! You guys are all dead, get it?"

"Oh, yeah," said the zombie and the pain instantly disappeared.

Absalom then dashed towards the tallest gravestone and jumped on top of it.

"Now rise, zombie soldiers!" he commanded.

One by one, the zombies pulled themselves out of the ground.

"No matter how many times you fall, you get back up and attack again!" Absalom yelled. "That is what makes zombies so terrifying!"

"Yeah, we know," the zombies looking embarrassed.

Absalom groaned. "Don't be like that! Stop slacking off! Get a grip on yourselves, zombies; now, which one of you likes to tell me who I am?"

One of the zombies then raised his hand. "I know, the leader."

"Our glorious leader Absalom!"

"Leader! Leader! Leader!" they chanted repeatedly.

Absalom then became visible; he was wearing a black trench coat and had long blonde hair that reached all the way down to the small of his back. However, the most notable thing about it was the fact that his mouth belonged to a lion.

"…who loves to peek at girls," the zombies finished.

"Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!" said the zombies repeatedly, much to Absalom's annoyance.

"Shut up!" Absalom yelled furiously.

Elsewhere in the forest, the ghosts that Hiccup had encountered were now flying back up towards the mansion. They went through every single wall in the mansion until they entered a room flying past a giant bear-like creature who was wearing a mask over his mouth.

"Welcome back, Mistress Perona; how are you?" he asked as he began chasing after them.

"Shut up!" the ghosts yelled. "Treacle… argh, your voice is so deep it's gross. Just can it, okay!"

Treacle then watched as the ghosts entered into a young woman with long black hair tied into ponytails.

"My apologies," said Treacle and handed her a pink umbrella.

"Either be cute or get lost; I won't allow ugly things to work for me," she said and laughed.

Three tiny zombies were now rushing through the corridor towards the main bedroom. The three of them looked practically identical, except one was blue, another was red, and the third was yellow.

"Hurry!" said the blue zombie.

"It's starting! It's starting!" said the red zombie.

"It's time for the hunt!" said the yellow zombie. "12 o'clock midnight!"

"Hurry up, master!" said the blue zombie.

"Master Mario!" the red zombie cried.

"It's time to get up, master!" said the yellow zombie.

"Nep, do it!" the blue zombie ordered.

The red zombie then pulled out a bow and arrow. "Here goes!"

He then launched the arrow and popped a balloon in the bed chamber. Instantly a large man sat up and accidentally hit his head as he awoke.

"Master Moria!" the three zombies cried.

"I was having a bad dream," said Moria.

"Really, those the best, master?" said Nep.

"Master Moria has been sleeping since the Night Hunt four days ago," said the blue zombie. "Even so, that hadn't stopped us; knowing that you would be hungry when you woke, we have prepared you a very special meal that is sure to appease your appetite. And they are a tough bunch, amazing fighters too. They are the pirates that brought down the island of Eneis Lobby, known as the Dragon Rider Pirates! Are you pleased? Master, imagine what you can do with them."

Moria laughed as he sat up.

Hiccup and the others were now making their way to the mansion when it began to rain.

"Is that rain?" Hiccup asked.

"Man, that sure came from out of nowhere," said Toothless.

"It's really coming down, too," Eret added. "Should be run for the mansion?"

"Hang on a sec," said Hiccup as his eyes turned to the mansion or, rather, behind it.

"What is it?" Toothless asked.

"I see something really big by the mansion over there," Hiccup pointed. "It looks like some kind of mark."

"A mark?" Eret frowned, following his gaze, as did everyone else.

"The rain is clearing the fog; I see it," said Toothless. "Is that a flag?"

"No, I'm pretty sure that's a sail," said Eret.

"What?" everyone gasped.

Sure enough, as the pro began to clear, they saw a massive sail which had to be at least 200 feet in length with a skull and cross bones embroidered on it.

"Yes, you're right," said the old man who clearly had followed them.

"Hey, why are you still following us?" Toothless, Ragnar and Eret asked in unison.

"Right about what?" Hiccup asked.

"Like he said, what you see is a sail of gigantic proportions," said the old man. "It is so large that seeing it the entire thing at once is quite difficult. You see, Breakneck Bog is on the island it appears to be. Believe it or not, it's actually the world's largest pirate ship."

"This whole island is a pirate ship?" Ragnar stared.

"The largest one in the world?" said Toothless.

"That's crazy," said Hiccup.

"But it goes a long way to explain how we ended up trapped here," said Eret. "The fog is so fake that no one could see it coming before it's too late. Still hard to believe, though, that this entire island is a boat."

"The back of the mansion is where you will find the mainmast; it is also the home of Moria Gecko," said the old man.

In the graveyard, Absalom looked at his zombie soldiers.

"Now then, zombie soldiers, the zombie general shall lead the attack!" he announced. "Let's finish off those pirates! The rest of you will find ways to corner in and surround those amongst them that fear the dead. Do not show them any mercy; together, we shall crush them. Now go and make me proud!"

The clock struck 12, and the sound of its chimes echoed throughout the entire mansion.

"There's the bell; the moment has arrived," said Perona. "It is time to get serious. If those pirates think they can escape this place alive, they're gravely mistaken."

She then walked over to the balcony. "Father, preparation is complete, my zombies?"

She looked down at a horde of zombies that resembled animals, and they all cheered.

Moria was now getting out of bed. "In this dark realm, one of ghosts and ghouls, this place we call Breakneck Bog, we are going to see nothing but short of a nightmare to end all nightmares!"

Hiccup and the others were now outside the mansion, and Hiccup opened the gates to the courtyard.

"Here we go, be ready for anything, guys and get ready to hunt for some ghosts and ghouls," said Hiccup.