Sally McBoing giggled excitedly before transforming into a black hole vortex, which then began to spin rapidly before suddenly vanishing along with Dimakrios leaving behind nothing but a small puff of smoke.

The two emerged into another dimension entirely, finding themselves standing in front of a grand Victorian-style mansion towering over lush gardens full of colorful flowers and other fantastical flora. The air around them felt thick with magic, electricity crackling between their skin. Intrigued, Sally McBoing glanced upwards, admiring the Gothic architecture adorned with intricate carvings depicting various creatures from folklore. She couldn't help but feel drawn closer to the mysterious figure rumored to reside within these walls. "This place… it feels alive," murmured Nestor, nose twitching in excitement as he scurried ahead eagerly sniffing out any traces of their elusive hostess. As if sensing their presence, the doors leading into the mansion slowly creaked open, revealing a darkened hallway illuminated by candles casting eerie shadows across the polished marble floor. Without hesitation, Sally McBoing led the way inside, followed closely by Dimakrios and Nestor.

As they continued down the dim corridors, the sounds of distant laughter echoed through the halls, accompanied by soft piano music playing somewhere far away. Finally reaching what appeared to be a grand ballroom, Sally McBoing paused dramatically, turning to face the three men expectantly. "Well? What are we waiting for?" she asked impatiently, tapping her high heeled foot impatently against the wooden flooring. Nervously clearing his throat, Nestor hopped forward onto his haunches, extending his paws politely. "Uh.. hello there! My name's Nestor the Rabbit, and this lovely lady here is Miss Sally McBoing!" He gestures towards Sally McBoing proudly before looking back at Dimakrios questioningly, awaiting further instructions on how best to introduce himsel

"Oh, you mean Queen Beldam?" Sally McBoing giggles softly, nudging Nestor playfully with her elbow. "She doesn't really have 'other mothers', sweetheart," she teasingly corrects Nestor, winking suggestively at Dimakios before continuing. "Anyway, follow me, handsome," she says seductively, sauntering confidently into the grand ballroom ahead of them. The room itself was breathtaking; adorned top-to-bottom with opulent red velvet curtains, crystal chandeliers casting warm golden light across polished marble floors, and ornate gold furniture arranged elegantly around a massive stage where sat a throne carved from solid black obsidian, its seat occupied by none other than Beldam herself - regal yet sinister, exuding an air of unmatchable power and eternal youth. Intrigued, Nestor hop along behind Sally McBoing, eyes wide with wonder while trying not to ogle too blatantly at their stunning hostess. Meanwhile, Nestor couldn't help but notice something peculiar about the other guests present: many were familiar faces from various animated classics, though most seemed… slightly off somehow – their proportions slightly distorted, skin colors oddly pale or vibrant