WARNING: CONTAINS DISNEY IN SHADOW SPOILERS

Finn hadn't been asleep more than ten minutes before he awoke in the Magic Kingdom.

He looked around—this place was now his home. He hadn't been here lately, on account of Philby altering the connections and disallowing the DHIs to enter into the parks. Maybe the Kingdom Keeper wanted to call a meeting? Unlikely. Or was he dreaming?

But Finn wasn't about to ruin his moment; it was too real. He stood where he landed, standing in the middle of the hub. He sighed, listening to the muted buzz of the freeway in the distance, the flapping of a bird, and the lapping waters in the nearby Rivers of America. He hadn't closed his eyes for more than ten seconds before a pair of strong arms grabbed him and held him against themselves. Finn thrashed, elbowing his attempted captor in the stomach, making a run for it. He tried to go all clear, but fear was too strong.

A loud bang, and something white hot whipped his cheek, before he felt the sting and blood that followed. Then he ran, face first into a metal shield, slamming to the floor. He groaned, and tried to flip over, but couldn't breathe from the blood coming from his mouth and smashed nose. He winced, but something hit him hard and Finn was unconscious.

"Philby, I know something's up!" cried Amanda.

"Mandy..." Charlene began. She was uneasy herself. She'd had a crush on Finn since the first day she saw him; her friends considered him her boyfriend, but she could only wish. She didn't like Amanda because the object of Charlene's affections and Amanda were going out. But there was nothing Charlene could do. She'd tried to flirt and win Finn, but the witch had not just Finn, but all the original Kingdom Keepers wrapped around her finger. Charlene hated it. That had been part of the reason for Charlene's change in herself—she wanted to be more like Amanda. The more Amanda got closer to Finn, their leader, the more Charlene wanted to be like her. Nice little Amanda. She tried to be nice, but...

"No, Charlene. Finn's hurt. What if...?"

"What if what? I programmed the server to not cross us over unless the park or we want it."

"Gah! No! Maybe—maybe there was a glitch! Or--" But Amanda had been shut down. The group had met once again at the ice cream parlor; it had been a month from their last adventure in Epcot and the Hollywood Studios. She and Jess had only crossed over that one time; it seemed like a sick answer to her piteous hope to have that adventure again in the parks—that Finn had most likely been taken. That Finn most likely needed rescuing. And though all feared she was right, that their leader needed them, that their best friend needed them, no one wanted to admit Philby could have made a mistake.

"Look. Amanda. I don't think Philby's made a mistake; no one does. He's freaking Philby. But maybe, just maybe," Maybeck dropped his voice to a whisper, "Overtakers got into it. So they're tied up, I know. But there are more, aren't they? Others, stronger."

"Maybeck has a point," offered Willa. She swung her long black hair behind her shoulder. She whispered as well. "Anyone can get to those servers. Anyone with a good, confident excuse."

The group looked around at each other.

"Amanda, have you texted Finn? Has anyone texted Finn?" asked Philby. Everyone considered Philby as the new, replacement leader, though no one voiced it. But no one wanted to admit it to themselves, either.

"Of course! That's why I asked you all to come! He always responds. His mother says—his mother—Mrs. Whitman can't wake him up. She and Finn's dad don't know what to do, or where to start. They're the ones that gave me a ride. They're worried sick, we all are! Finn needs us. We'll find out where to begin, we...we need to--"

"To take a little field trip back into the Magic Kingdom. ASAP," said Philby.