Edward blinked his eyes awake three times. He was mighty sore, confused... laying down on hard stone ground. His mouth was open, and dry. He licked his lips and caughed violently, shooting a pain all over his body. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, looking around in pale blue light. He could not remember anything... "Ughhh" Came a voice that Startled Edward. Then he noticed another body on the stone floor moving. The man rubbed his bald head and then leaned himself up against one of the corners. Edward took in the shape of the room suddenly with his eyes. it seemed perfectly symettrical. a Square stone room, no visible doors or windows. There was a blue light coming from a small space from the extact center of the floor. It was lighting up everything enough to see. Edward could see two others laying down besides him and the other man who just woke up. A female and another male by the look of them. Edward then glanced up... There was no ceiling. None that he could see. "Who are you?" The other man asked, fully conscious now. "Edward, you?" "Lance." he said, his voice horse. "What is this place?" "I have no idea." Edward admitted. "Some kind of stone pit, there's no top, i cant see up that far, its dark." Lance looked up for a moment and said. "No ceiling." The woman began to stir, and rolled over. she sat up and looked around with wide eyes. Quick introductions were made. Her name was Sally. "Who would put us in a place like this!?" Sally asked, sounding terrified and confused. "It cant be a friend." Lance said. "No, it cant." Edward agreed. Suddenly a rumbling started to build. the walls began to vibrate. the ground was shaking. There was a noise coming from the darkness above. "What the hell is that!?" Sally asked, scrambling into one of the corners of the room. Lance stood up and cupped his hands around his eyes in an attempt to see something. After a few seconds he said, "I can't tell, its certainly coming from above. I can't see anything though." The fourth man suddenly stumbled awake. He immedatly ran towards Lance and attacked him. Edward ran over and threw him off. "Are you crazy!?" Edward screamed at the man. The man scrambled back up in attack position. "Whoah whoah, We are not your enemies, we dont know whats going on either. we all just woke up." Edward explained. "I'm... I'm Dillon, I... I dont know what is happening!? Where am I!?" Edward reached out a hand and Dillon shook it in truce nervously. "Look Dillon, Im Edward, That's Lance, and the woman behind you is Sally. We all just came to a moment ago and the room started shaking. Then you woke up." Edward explained. Dillon looked around the room at everyone, and then he looked up. Without much thought he muttered. "The ceiling is coming down." "What!?" Asked Sally, grabbing Dillon by the shoulder. "You said the ceiling is coming down!?" "Yes, I can see it." Dillon said. "Its lowering slowly, thats causing the rumble. Lance looked back up and cupped his eyes again. "Oh my god, he is right. I can see it too." "What does that mean!?" Sally demanded. "I think it means. . . were going to be crushed." Edward said with a sudden stunning realization. The four of them were about to be flattoned to death unless the ceiling stopped moving. The situation dawned on them one by one and they all had the grim look. "We're gonna die!" Sally cried out. "The ceiling... it will stop... it has to stop right!?" Dillon begged hysterically. "Crushed to death..." Lance said to himself in disbeleif. The ceiling was now clearly visable, it was moving downward, approaching twenty feet. "There's got to be something! Isnt there anythinf we can do!? can't we make it stop somehow!?" Sally Pleaded. She ran to the middle of the room and scratched at circle of blue light, but made no progress. The ceiling was now less than twenty feet above them. Lance sat down in defeat. Edward followed. Sally sat down and burst into tears. Dillon ran around the sides scratching at the smooth stone walls. "I dont want to die!" Sally kept saying over and over through hysteric sobs. "We can't stop it." Lance said. "But we can return to life." "What do you mean?" Asked Sally through her sobs. "If we die bonded our souls will return to life in another shell. It is proven." Lance said. "How do you know this?" Asked Edward. "Because... I have died before." Lance admitted. "I remember that I did... You will just have to trust me. together, we will have the power to return." The ceiling was 10 feet now and closing. They began to crouch down all in the middle of the room. "Lay flat!" Edward ordered. Everyone listened. Then they grabbed hands. The rumbling was intense. The ceiling was coming down relentlessly, no signs of stopping. Soon now it would come down completely. "Beleive in the strength of us!" Lance called out. "Beleive!" Edward yelled. "Beleive!" Dillon yelled. "Beleive!" Sally yelled. They continued to chant it loudly, squinting their eyes as the cieling dropped. Five feet, to four feet, to two feet... One foot... The rumbling so intense. . . Then Edward felt the pressure on his body, the clausterphobic ceiling coming down to crush him, feeling his body ache, and his bones crack. He heard his friends scream out in pain and grip hard as his world was compressed into nothingness. *** Out in the full moon night, four riders sat on their horses, overlooking a stone temple in a basin below. They watched as a mechanism stopped spinning and the entire temple fell silent. "The deed is done." One rider said. "We managed to escape." Another rider said. "We beleived." Said the third.