"Nope, we're officially in a different movie," Dinah says, rocking back on her heels to look up.

The entire bottom twenty feet of the long walls are now beginning to move forward, into the center, now patterned with two foot long spikes in a grid.

"For crying out loud," she raises her voice to no one in particular. "We were kidding about Indiana Jones!

"Alright - "

She turns and races towards one of the spiked walls, which is heading into the center, then turns and slides between the spikes, climbing them like a stretched out ladder.

" - Looks like we're moving up."