*With everyone's concous mind freed, the whole world began to shift and twist, makeing everyone feel sick to their stomace. Then it abruptly ended and we 5 were laying atop a roofless crystilne structure floating high above an endless, cororfully swirling void. At the far end of the cristine structure, A black cloaked and hooded firgure stood, watching, with his arms crossed. He spoke* "I see you all succombed to my trap, but managed to freee yourselves from my demon's grasp. Well done. Now I will have to feed from you directly.*
[No, this is not The Bloodied. He is a rouge necromancer who took up residence within the temple and has been trapping and feeding off of adventurers.]