Authors Note: Hey dudes! I'm back with chapter 16, and we're near the finish! :D I'm planning on two more chapters after this one, including an epilogue. I probably won't do a sequel to this though, as I'm working on Cloud Nine and the sequel to A Not-So-Regular Time. Anyways, let's see what happens now that everyone is showing up to the ceremony room...

Rigby, Eileen and Margaret all ran to the edge of a tunnel, not knowing where they were going, but saw a yellow light at the end of it. Rigby was in the front, so he held out his hand to signal Eileen and Margaret to halt.

He peered around the corner, "Guys, I think I found where everyone is..." he whispered with wide eyes.

Margaret came out from behind him and gasped, "Oh my God! What are Pops, Muscle Man, and High Five Ghost doing here?!"

"Maybe those guys in those purple robes took them hostage?" Eileen suggested.

"Well, we need to save them!" Rigby ordered, sneaking over in the shadows with the dagger at the ready.

"Rigby, wait!" Eileen said, but it was no use.

Rigby snuck up behind one of the cult members who was away from the group, then jumped onto his back, stabbing him in the shoulder! As the person was starting to yell in pain, Rigby put the dagger to his throat. "Make any noise, and I'll gut you with this!" he hissed. Rigby told the member to go into the adjacent room for some questioning, with the girls following close behind. When they got into the room, Rigby asked them to close the stone door so the cult couldn't hear the interrogation. Then, Rigby told the man to sit in a chair by the wooden table. He yanked off the hood to reveal: Mordecai!

"Oh my God, Mordecai! I thought you were dead!" Margaret cried, almost tearing up in joy.

Rigby instantly felt terrible and walked over to Mordecai. "Dude, I'm so sorry! I thought you were one of them!" he apologized.

Mordecai winced in pain, "It-it's alright Rigby. If we can get to Skips, he can help."

"Wait, you found Skips?" Eileen asked.

"Yeah, I stumbled onto Benson, Skips, and Mr. Mallard when Thomas led me to the tunnels." he explained.

"Where is Mr. Mallard?" Rigby asked.

"He didn't make it. Some guy with a gold weapon cut the ropes and-"

"Shot lasers from his eyes?" Rigby interrupted.

"Yeah, how'd you know dude?"

Rigby held out the golden dagger, blood dripping off it from Mordecai's cut.

"Holy shit...how did you get that?!" he asked, completely dumbfounded.

"We came looking for you guys and fell into a trap cell room. I broke out with Eileen and Margaret's help then that dude holding this kidnapped me but I escaped and stole it." Rigby said.

"Nice-Ow!" he groaned, holding his shoulder, "nice one dude. Damn, this cut hurts!"

Margaret gave Mordecai a huge hug and pecked his cheek, "Did that help?" she smiled.

Mordecai smirked, "Yeah, it did. I'm so glad you're not hurt Margaret."

"Well, actually...Thomas tried to kill me." she frowned.

"What?!" Mordecai shouted, but not loud enough for the zombies to hear.

"He lied and led me to where he said you were, then tried to slash at me with the knife. I socked him in the stomach and knocked him out, then ran off but sprained my ankle, so it kinda hurts to walk." she said.

"Wow. Seems like I picked a girl who can handle herself. Don't worry about your ankle or any small wounds, guys. Mallard's cane can fix them." Mordecai said.

"How?" Eileen asked.

"I don't know. Maybe Skips modified it with magical abilities? You know how he has weird potions and crap." he replied.

Suddenly, a member opened the door. "Hey! What are you-"

Rigby saw this and for some reason his instincts told him to kill. He quickly threw the knife at him, piercing through the skull of the man before he could alert the others.

"Oh God! Rigby, how could you do that?!" Eileen shrieked.

Mordecai spoke up, "It's not a man, at least not anymore..."

"Wha-what do you mean 'not anymore'?! What is it then?!" Margaret asked, on the verge of freaking out.

"Calm down girls. It's a zombie." Mordecai said.

Rigby went over to the dead zombie and pulled off the hood, revealing the rotted flesh. "Dude, that's fucking gross!" he gagged, gripping the handle of the dagger and yanking it out.

"I know, but we need to get Benson and go find Skips. He should have a plan to save Thomas." Mordecai ordered, standing up.

Margaret stood in front of the doorway, blocking their path. "Hold up! You want to actually save that lunatic?! After what he tried to do to me?!" she yelled.

Mordecai walked up to her and put his good hand on her shoulder, "Margaret, I understand how you feel, especially after hearing what he did to you! But, we think we can save Thomas while also freeing our friends. Please, trust us on this: Thomas isn't himself. He never acted like this before our trip, so we need to save him before he's completely turned. Okay?"

Margaret hesitated, "Uh.."

"Okay?" Mordecai asked again.

"Al-alright...we'll try to save him." she reluctantly agreed.

"Good. Now let's get Benson with us." he said.

Mordecai snuck back out and looked at the size of the members for any sign of Benson's body. He spotted metal feet, so he walked over and tapped his friend's shoulder.

"Benson, you okay dude?" he whispered. "Benson?"

When Mordecai turned Benson around, he was horrified at the sight.