Cyberchase: When Worlds Collide [On Hold]

The further the Cybersquad and their newfound friends wandered, the quicker the landscape of the Overworld began to change.

The thick forest disappeared behind them, and in the distance, an open plain stretched as far as the eye could see. Scattered oak and birch trees dotted the horizon, their leaves rustling slightly in the breeze.

The sun hung high, casting warm light over the blocky terrain. Patches of wildflowers swayed gently, with large blocky bees buzzing around them. Distant herds of animals roamed the grasslands, paying no mind to the travelers passing through.

Their journey was anything but easy. When crossing a winding river, they were suddenly attacked by a strange zombified creature that emerged from the depths of the lake, wielding a trident.

Within seconds, it lunged at them, throwing its weapon at them, but missed. They barely made it across, their shoes slightly wet from their desperate escape.

"Are we there yet?" Jackie panted, stopping to catch her breath. "We've been traveling for ages!"

"I'm not quite sure," Villager replied, glancing around the unfamiliar terrain. "The railway should be around here somewhere..."

Stewie raised a brow, crossing his arms. "Oh, should it? That's so reassuring. Just admit it—you have no clue where we're going! You've just been leading us in circles through the middle of nowhere!"

Villager frowned, shifting uncomfortably. "I know where it is! It's just... been a while," he muttered under his breath.

"Let's just keep moving," Inez said, trying to remain optimistic. "We'll find it eventually."

As they pushed forward, Steve glanced over at WordGirl, who was wrapped around Chris's shoulders, still unconscious, his concern growing on his face. "So... about your friend. Is she going to be okay?"

"We're not sure," Chris muttered. "Back in the previous world, while we were looking for the Second Crystal, we got ambushed by some of the other villains. She tried to stop them, but they used Lexonite against her."

"Lexonite?" Steve asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's her weakness," Inez explained. "Whenever she's exposed to it, she becomes very weak and loses her powers."

"Oh no! That's terrible!" Villager gasped.

"Yeah," Matt murmured. "She's never been out this long before. I just... I hope she's okay."

"Hey! WordGirl is tough! I'm sure she'll be okay! Who knows, maybe she'll wake up soon!" Digit said confidently.

Inez nodded slightly, though her face remained uncertain. "I sure hope you're right."

As they continued their journey, a heavy silence began to dawn over the group. Their thoughts lingered on WordGirl's condition, their concerns pressing down like heavy weights.

Slowly, the landscape began to change once again. The soft grass gave way to rough patches of podzol and coarse dirt. Towering spruce trees rose over the horizon, their blocky shapes extending long and jagged in the fading glow of the setting sun.

A faint coolness filled the air, sending shivers through them as they wandered deeper into the taiga. The distant howls of wolves echoed through the trees, their haunting calls cutting through the quiet air. The uneasy feeling that'd been lurking at the back of their minds increased.

As they continued walking, their sense of unease intensified. At first, it was a faint sensation, like unseen eyes watching them from the shadows. But then, every so often, someone would catch a glimpse of something lurking behind the trees. But whenever they turned to look, nothing was there.