"I'll try and check the pedestal," Brioche offered, knowing she'd likely have the best chance of getting close without tripping any other traps.
Brioche began walking around the room to get closer to it, looking at the walls for any kind of clues as to how they could either beat the hands or get them to go away. She was still being careful with where she placed her hooves, not wanting to accidently set anything else off. Garlic Butter trailing close behind her.
Cupcake stayed put where she was, not wanting to interrupt Brioche's focus, but also decided to keep a close eye on Banshee. Hopeful to catch the mare if the hands just dropped her to avoid any major injuries.

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Banshee yelped and squirmed in the air as the spectral hands held them in their grasp. She could slowly feel the chill travel across her body. “Any second now! Please!” Banshee called out.
“Hang in there, Banshee!” Banjo was growing concerned as he watched his friend helplessly flail around. He glanced to see Brioche go towards the pedestal. His brown eyes looked down to the ground and cautiously stepped around, keeping to the dusty areas. Not wanting to tempt fate to be in the same position as Banshee. He wanted to help to get the ether female back down on the ground, but also to find a safe way out of this room. Also not wanting to run into the ghostly figure in the other room that chased them down here.
The blue wisp floated around, moving towards Brioche to cast a soft blue light that made the area around the palomino more visible around her.

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As Brioche approached the table, she heard a click behind her. She looked back, to see a wagging golden tail and a sunken paw.
"Garlic just stepped on something," she announced. Cupcake laughed, but was cut off as she braced herself, feeling the floor of the room begin to shift.
"Room movin'," Cupcake called out. She still had her eyes firmly fixed on Banshee, just in case the room shifting would cause the hands to disappear as well.

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Feeling the floor shifting under his hooves, Banjo braced himself. His brown eyes looked up to Banshee, seeing her wiggling in the air.
The ether coated mare could feel the haunting cold hand loosen then she was let go. “Ah!” She yelped but landed on her hooves, slightly stumbling as the room moved. Ego, her wisp, moved and hovered around her head, as if it was checking to see if she was okay, “This better not be another trap!”
Banjo was able to stabilize himself long enough to make it to Banshee’s side, keeping the both of them steady, “Everyone okay so far?”

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"I am good," Brioche responded, though she quickly turned her gaze to Garlic Butter. Her newly acquired pup was wagging his tail happily. She sighed to herself and shook her head.
"Good over 'ere!" Cupcake called, The General giving a honk to also chime in.

Brioche looked around, she flicked an ear and squinted at the passageways.
"I think, the whole room shifted?" She noted. "The path we came down is no longer there."