The remaining 4 specialists remained motionless while Riven's cries for help continued.

"Ahhh! Ohhh. That was my leg! Gahhh! Oh man that one hut. Oh no!" he keep yelling.

"Well, shouldn't we try to help him?" asked Helia.

"Ok, hold on. We don't know for sure that he's in trouble." Sky replied.

With that, he picked up his radio and transmitted a message through it.

"Come in Riven. Do you need assistance?"

"Huh. No answer. I guess we can assume he's ok." Sky concluded.

"He's screaming! What else do you need to hear?" Helia responded.

"Riven's always trying to act tough, maybe we should just let him take care of this one all on his own." Brandon stated.

"Ok, guys, calm down. I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation for all this." said Timmy, trying to re-assure the team.

"Timmy, you always say that." Brandon replied.

"Well, that's because there's always a logical explanation. " Timmy answered back.

"Really? What about the time we found that weird notebook in the library. The pages in it were turning by themselves." Brandon asked.

"The window was open. The wind could have blown the pages over, making it look like they were turning by themselves." Timmy explained.

"Yea, but that still doesn't explain the words 'Get out specialists. Get out now!"

"Maybe that was a witch's notebook. I read an article online once on a series of special notebooks that repeat what you've written in them back to you. She probably left it there just to scare us."

Suddenly, the entire room became quiet. So quiet, you could almost hear a pin drop.

"Hey, he stopped." Helia declared. "You think he's dead?"

Once again Sky picked up his radio and began transmitting.

"Riven, I say again. Do you need assistance?"

After pausing for a moment, and receiving no response, Sky replied to Helia: "Yea he's dead, maybe we should just..."

"Gahhh!" the 4 specialists heard Riven yell.

"Why am I getting calls, on the RADIO? Guys, please, just come in here and do something! "Uhhh...Ahhh...This time I'm really gonna die I mean in! Ahhh...Ohhh...Blahhh..."

With that the room grew silent once more.

"Ok, that's it. It's time to take some action here." Sky declared, activating his sword.

"Oh, so now we're going to take action? Great." Helia replied.

"Brandon, I want you to go in that room, assess the situation, and report back." demanded Sky.

"Wait. Shouldn't we go in the order of colours?" Brandon answered back.

"What?" asked Sky.

"Well, Riven's colour is red and went in first, Helia's colour is orange, but its first mission back so we can't send him in. That means Timmy, who's yellow, is going to have to check it out. Right?" Brandon explained.

"Absolutely not!" Timmy exclaimed.

"Then why even have the colours in the first place Timmy. You need to be thinking about the system." said Brandon

"Forget the system. In fact, statistically speaking, every time we've followed it, our mission success rate was lower than the other squads, who don't use the colour system." he clarified.

"Well someone needs to go in there and evaluate the situation." said Sky, slightly annoyed at the turn out of events.

"I think I can evaluate just fine from out here. We're in this room and we're alive. Riven walked into the other one, and who knows if we'll even be able to recognize him anymore." Timmy argued.

"Wait, he didn't just walk in the room, he was pulled in by some un-seen force." Helia corrected.

"I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation for that."

"Will you please stop saying that!" Brandon yelled.

"Ok. I'm going in." Sky declared.

"Finally." Helia replied.

"Brandon, your with me. Timmy, Helia, you guys stay behind." announced Sky.