"Spruce, we have to achieve our objective as quickly as possible and leave, otherwise this will just be a greeting to this place." I reminded Spruce of a best way to deal with this place (whilst also implying (rather obscurely) that we shouldn't be distracted by any 'outside' sources). Which would be the basis of a guideline for every other 'mystery dungeon.' And possibly every other situation we found ourselves in. "Gregory, keep your feet down. Actually, you've just presented a paradox; you're strong, willing to leave us... then, there was no point asking for us." I called out to Gregory, apparently stumbling back into place as the Middle Piece (yes, I like [s]cheese[/s] chess) in our box formation.

Deep down, I was worried of further attacks if we didn't get ourselves sorted soon. So, I began floating forwards slowly into the unknown, full of shifting shadows of any kind. Whilst simultaneously checking our tracks to make sure we wouldn't get lost. I moved my eye from left to right, but I wasn't sure if that was the best course of action.