[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqjCZseaSsE][u]S K Y   H I G H[/u][/url]
[i]Days since Departure:[/i] 9   --   [i]Time:[/i] Mid-Morning, Early Afternoon
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4357123]Previously...[/url][/center]
The situation continued to worse. Ed glanced over his shoulder and his heart leapt in his chest: the very stone itself was peeling away, and it was obvious to see now that they were floating. Not just floating, but rising. Rapidly. He slammed into the wall with an unexpecting "oof!". It had surprised him, since he'd been busy being terrified of the impending doom.

The staircase was just a few steps away. Edward swallowed his mounting terror and leapt for the stairs. They were massive up close, with each one being as tall as his ears. What kind of madmen had built this place? There was no way this could be natural.

The world shook again, and his terror granted him supernatural strength. He scrambled up the first step and reached down for Collin. The man took his hand and clambered up. "No need to help me, Edward-sha", said the man. He moved beside Edward and waited for the others. It wasn't good: the ground was tearing away behind the running adventurers, and Edward worried that they weren't going to make it.

"Come on!" he shouted, his anxiety overcoming his calm. "Faster!"

"Calm, Edward!" Collin hissed to him. "By shouting you risk stressing them further. Look: Constance is nearly here! The others are close behind. Take a breath. We shall need the calm."

Edward tried. Collin was right: panic wouldn't serve there here. Then Raymond stumbled, dropping to one knee. He shouted in panic, desperately holding Juliette off the floor as the floor slowly dropped away. He growled in protest at the stress and lifted himself to his feet again. 

"Go!" he shouted to Luna. "I have her!" He pushed on, just barely staying ahead of the empty air. "Help me get her up there!" he shouted to the rest of them.

Edward reached out to pull her up, but he couldn't do it alone. The step was too high; it was a cliff, really. They'd all have to help get Juliette up, but they had very little time.

And they seemed to climb higher with every second. Beneath them, it looked to Edward as if more and more pieces of the ground below were breaking free to float into the air. What had they done?