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[b][u]Groups C and B[/b][/u]

Dylan hung back as the others entered the room, Lute apparently doing something to “check” for traps while Lucy seemed more comfortable just opening doors. Even when it revealed a raging lion. “Yeah,” he said as the summoner taunted it, “I don’t think that’s the best idea.” Luckily, Xan stepped forward and slammed the door shut before the cat could claw it’s way through the barrier. “Good idea.” 

Unfortunately, that somehow made things worse, as the lion managed to break through not only the mystical barrier but the door itself. “You shouldn’t have taunted it!” Dylan said as they hurried out of the room through yet another doorway...and then fell.

It was the most surreal tumble down, as the fell past strange clocks and rabbits - the colors swirling about in a hazy mist that made Dylan’s stomach heave. Finally, though, he landed hard on his side, groaning as he sprawled onto the cold floor. He wanted nothing more than to rest - this day was just too much for him - and he considered just letting himself lie on the floor no matter what until he heard the voices.

Opening his eyes, he glanced up in surprise. “Lisette! Syed! Moira! KAPI!” he scrambled up, running to his friends. “Oh thank Aislin! Are you okay? Did the dreams come to you too? Have any of you found Marcus?”