Jake’s attention remained fixated on the abnormal floating platform that Ivan had pointed out. He hadn’t noticed it before thanks to the more immediate concerns, but at a glance, it was clearly where the instructional voice was coming from. It was also clearly insane.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Floating islands now?</span><br/><br/>Jake blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. It was as if this world had a plan to constantly remind him just how crazy it was.<br/><br/>“Command center…” he absent mindedly muttered Ivan’s theory, before turning to Friday. “Hey wait a second, if that’s where the instructions are coming from, we should be going there, right?” No one seemed to know what was going on down here, but whoever was in charge had to know something. In any case, they certainly weren’t going to get anywhere by killing each other in the muck. “How do we get up there?”<br/><br/>He continued to stare at the floating island, oblivious to the newcomer.