The palace of wonder and......death?

As we sank slowly into the open space, we saw exactly how big it was. A huge cavern, going on and on in all directions, with no end in sight. Tall columns, as high as skyscrapers, supported the vast stony ceiling. We could hear laughter as the lift reached the ground, and I looked round for the source. A few metres away, sprawled lazily in a large, ornately carved grey throne, was HG. He raised his staff in a salute, eyes twinkling as he gazed down at us. He looked drunk. Drunk on power. 'Aha! I knew you'd make it, I was expecting you sooner really. It seems nothing can stop you people when you're determined to do something. I've had you shot at, attacked by your own friends, brought buildings down on you, blown you up, that moronic bone morpher......and yet here you are. How did you escape the crushing ceiling?'
'We had a little help.'
'Naturally. That room stripped you of your powers, you MUST have had help.'
'Enough talk!' Future me was getting restless. He was seething, and his eyes were glowing a deep, burning red.
'Quite right.' HG was sitting perfectly upright in his throne now, all trace of mirth gone from his face. 'To business. I know why you are here. I know why there are two Tempests. I know how this is possible. I know everything. I cannot allow you to stop me, and I cannot allow you to remain alive. Let the slaughter commence.'
I ran at him, but his throne shot backwards, coming to a stop a couple of rugby pitches distance away. The floor around it rose in steps, creating an aztec pyramid style tower far away. He began to laugh again as doorways in the pillars slid open, and streams of shadow fighters poured out. Once again we were confronted by army of beings made from solid, shadowy, jet black fog. But this time, not only was the number easily into the hundreds of thousands, possibly even millions, they had a much wider range of skills. There were fighters with black flames surrounding their hands, grey lightning sparking from fingertips, some took to the air, and some had glowing eyes. Fangs, tails, extra arms, bulging muscles, claws, grey water pouring from hands, every power or ability you could dream of, but colourless, ruthless and ready to attack. They were the stuff of nightmares.
I backed towards the others, but got distracted by a yell. Far above, minute against the immense ceiling, I could just make out the large hole our lift had come from. A tiny shape had just shot from the hole, and and was plummeting towards us. It un curled to become human shaped, and reached out a hand, plunging it into the nearest stone column. The column seemed to buckle slightly, and cracks appeared all across it. The figure pulled it's hand from the stone, and was now holding a huge sword. 'Blackmage!' he yelled, as three flying fog warriors shot towards him. Gripping the sword in both hands, the figure spun round, slashing his attackers, chopping each of them cleanly in two. As his attackers halves fell to earth, dispersing back into fog and then nothing, the newcomer was enveloped in a blue aura, and I saw Blackmage guiding it, slowing the figure down until, still spinning, he landed in front of us.
'Everyone is keen to help, they're trying to move that chunk of metal over the entrance. Channel pushed me ahead so I could let you know. We figured you could use another fighter ASAP too.'
'You figured right.'
I held out a hand. 'Cool entrance! Nice to meet you, I'm-'
'Tempest from years ago, I know. I'm Darkblade. We've heard about everything you've been doing to help. Thank you.'
'I had a lot of help. Speaking of which....'
We turned to flook at the oncoming sea of shadows, almost shoulder to shoulder, our whole group forming a defensive circle, everyone looking outwards, facing our opponents, sweeping in from every angle.
I grimaced.
'........let's do this!'

Rabbit hole

We're alive! Well, for now anyway. Happy to say I'm posting this by thought again, I have my powers back! Let me explain:
The ceiling was only about 2 and a half metres from the floor now, and we were getting desperate, looking for a safe place to shelter, but there was nothing. It was sliding down, obscuring the screen, which was completely flat. I was looking at the control panel to see if, assuming it was going to be protected from being crushed, it could keep us safe as well, when i got a text. Which was really weird, because it hadn't worked as a phone since arriving in the future. It said '01001000Red01100001Square01101110Button01100001'

Of course, with my power now functioning perfectly, I can tell you that not only does that Binary tell me something wonderful, filling me with hope, but that the text turned out like that because it came from a machine with hundreds of layers of security, and this was the only way it could be sent out safely.
I knew none of that at the time of course, I just hoped it wasn't another trick. The door had reached 2m, so I frantically searched the rows of buttons. There were thousands!
'What are you doing?'
'We need to find a red square button.'
Doom and FDiffy came over, curious. 'You have an idea?'
'A solution. I hope.'
'Doom gestured everyone over while me and Diffy started looking.
'Oh, what's the point?!' Future me moaned. 'I have technopathy too remember, and it's fully supressed. There's no way of knowing which button, why are you looking for one you don't even know is there?'
'I WILL punch you.'
'Then you'll be hitting yourself.'
'Yeah, philosophical conundrums later, button hunting now, so shut up and help, or shut up and go away.'
We started to crouch as the ceiling reached 1 1/2m, when there was a 'pffft' noise, and the console started to slide back into the wall.
'Quick! Stop it, hold it back!'
Everyone but me and FDiffy grabbed the console desperately, pulling as hard as they could, and it slowed a little, but they were gradually being pulled with it as it kept going. The sloping top was slowly but surely disappearing into the wall, leaving a steadily growing wedge shaped gap, protecting the buttons from damage. Everyone was groaning, straining to keep it out for a few more seconds, sliding along the floor as it kept going. I heard a joint creak inside the console, and something popped. The ceiling was at 1m now, and seemed to have no intention of stopping again until it reached the floor.
'There it is!' FDiffy was further along, a couple of metres away, and made a sudden leap. Landing on a few hundred tiny buttons, he strecthed out a hand into the gap inside the wall, pursuing the vanishing button. There was a click, and he let out a yell of triumpth, sliding down the console to the floor. Crawling as fast we could, we scrambled towards the middle of the room, where a circle of floor was sinking down into the ground, making a hole.
'Where does it go?'
'Who the hell cares, just get in!'
By the time we got there it was low enough for us to sit down in. FDiffy's cap fell off as he slid in, and he darted a hand out to grab it, pulling it into the hole just as the ceiling touched the floor.

The platform we're on is continuing to sink. Why is everything here so slow? But at least we have our abilities back. We all felt it, about a minute after getting in. There was this sudden feeling of warmth, deep inside everyone, and the complete darkness was broken by a blue glow as Blackmage gave of wisps of blue light, and the flickering orange of a small fire that sprang to life in Scorch's hand.
'MUCH better.'
So that's it really, we're sinking into the earth, but we're all alive. Oh! Hang on, light is appearing around the edge of the platform! Open space! Looks like we're arriving wherever we're going, bye for now!

Changes.

Well, Glutton must have done it, because we're in. We'd been holding our position for about half an hour, fighting off any new guards that appeared, when the whole building seemed to quiver. A ripple passed over us, a tremor of distortion that warped anything inside it, before moving on, leaving everything as it was, except the door, which became a smouldering ruin. Cheering, we ran through, and I caved in the corridor behind us to make sure no more guards followed.
Glutton hadn't done the door on the other side, for future me and the others to get through, so I hope he's ok. I'm not sure I said both doors needed doing, but still, I'm worried. The room seemed empty, so I went over and opened it for them. As we looked around, puzzled by HG's absence, metal walls slid out to seal both doors.
I think we all discovered we couldn't use our powers at roughly the same time.
'What's going on?!'
'I don't think it's just the doors that were immune. This whole room is suppressing our abilities.'
'Yeah, thanks for that Tingle, any advice on how to fix this?!'
'Well, my super plan making ability is being suppressed, so no.'
'Great.'
'So this was just a trap?'
'Ya think?!'
It was at this point that the ceiling started to descend. A huge, circular slab of metal was slowly pushing down towards us, and it
was going to crush us to death.
We have no idea what to do. As far as we know, we're screwed. The ripple seems to have damaged the computer in here, there's a hole in the screen, and that seems to interfered with the ceiling, because it keeps stopping and starting. I would guess we have about ten minutes to live. I thought I'd blog this to see if anyone can help. If you can, please, please do something.
I'm going to stop now, partly because I have nothing more to report, and partly because I'm having to type this by hand. It's so slow and annoying, how do you people do it?