Mark walked to the edge of the bridge slowly. It was rocking back and forth slightly as he went.

"Is this a good idea?" He said turning back to look at the group. He was having second thoughts.

They murmured. If the bridge had held up until now, their own weight shouldn't make much of an impact. Purple sparks danced up from the vortex below as it surged with energy. Mark sighed and took a first step. Here goes nothing. The first segment was the hardest. He maintained a steady pace after that one, never once looking back until he reached the other side. Putting foot on solid ground was reassuring. That thing did not feel safe.

"Okay guys...take it slow...." He shouted across, though his voice was drained out by the vortex below which was bellowing out energy at a faster rate now.

General Chuikov went across next. He took each step carefully and boldly. Eleanor followed suit. They both came across onto the other side with sighs of relief. Kristoff muttered all the way across, speaking silently to himself and dreading the worst but his passage was safe. The others were still waiting as Airlea took her first step. It was now or never. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. As she reached the middle of the bridge a blast of energy rushed up to greet her, almost sending her toppling over the edge with a scream but she held on for dear life. She was a warrior and had seen worse than this.

"I think our presence make it angry." Said Mikhail as he looked down. The vortex seemed to be getting more agitated when they passed over it. He grabbed Airlea's hand and helped her down to the rock. She took it and stepped as far away as she could physically manage.

Brittany smiled and skipped ahead next.

"This isn't so ba-" She began as the ground beneath her burst forth with a stream of purple energy. It danced along the side and caught her unawares. She let out a horrible shrill scream as she dangled over the edge.

"Hang on!" Shouted Hobert, vowing to be the one to save the day. He rushed across the bridge to where she was standing and reached out for her hand. Brittany clung on, refusing to let go with her eyes clenched shut.

"MAKE IT STOP!" She screamed. Hobert reached and reached but it was useless. She was losing what little grip she had.

And then the floor opened. An enormous blast arced up skywards and cracked through the wood of the bridge, rocking it and shaking it to the point of snapping. The plank splintered and cracked and Hobert dashed away screaming. Peter reached out his hand and grabbed it, hoisting Hobert up to the ledge. It all happened in a flash.

Finally the air cleared and Brittany was nowhere to be seen. The two groups were stood on opposite ends of the platform. Eleanor, Mark, Airlea, Kristoff and the General to the West; Hobert, Peter, Frederick, Sophia and Dennis to the East.

"What happened?!" Shouted Kristoff but it was no good. Sound wouldn't travel anymore. He waved his hands to the group on the other side but he gave up once his arms started to ache. The air hummed with whatever foul purple energy had swallowed Brittany up. There was no trace of her.

"We need to keep moving." Said Mark, edging towards the Western exit. There was nothing left for them here. He pressed the door release as the others joined him sullenly.

The room beyond was a standard size with exits to the North, East and West. The Northern and the Western side each contained stairs leading down to the exits. It seemed like this was the last raised segment.

The group were feeling miserable. The sight of the body did little to raise morale. Kristoff leaned over to study it carefully. It had been torn to shreds and it had been out here a very long time. But he still recognised the tired, bold face of Lincoln. Admittedly that face had seen better days but still. He glanced up and took in everything else the room had to offer.

A number of stone tiles lay across the floor. Four of them were raised and contained a single letter. The letters read: "M, C, V, D" each. In between the tiles was a solid black one that seemed to absorb and bend the light that touched it. It was very curious indeed. He brushed his hand across the surface. It flickered and danced slightly. This one was a screen, not a tile.

It is now Phase 58. Phase 58 will end in roughly 24 hours from now.

Objectives:
You may activate each of the lettered tiles. Type ##Step: X where X is the letter you wish to use.

Players (5):
Airlea
Eleanor
General Chuikov
Kristoff
Mark

Exits:
North
East
West

Well fuck. This is kind of shit. And we lost Frederick on top of that.

Poor Hobert is alone basically with the inactives.

OH
NO
WAIT
SOPHIA

You know what I'm just going to go for these, if I die, we just go back to them and I stay here abandoned.

##Step: M

It's the initials of the 4 Guardians, do you think it will unlock their rooms?

Mark braced himself as he took a bold step forth, onto the tile labelled M. The room turned dark around him and he immediately regretted it as the tile sank in place. He shut his eyes, expecting the worst but nothing happened.

"Look at that!" Kristoff announced excitedly. Mark turned to see.

The screen in the middle had changed. It was displaying a message in green. Letters and numbers. He scratched his head trying to figure out what it meant. The message read:

"M - 12N, 5W"

And just as soon as it was there, it went again. The lights around him returned to normal.

Apparently.

Head Knight Mark @ 28/5/2013 0:15

And we lost Frederick on top of that.

Trust me, I noticed. The roles he seemed to be helping the most are the exact ones he was separated from, and he had been following me.

##Step: C

##Step: V

##Step: C

Cover all of our bases.

I'm guessing that's a location to each Guardian room. 12 north and 5 west would be that NW room.

(You have C twice)

##Step: D