They went up all at once.
Jin jumped, and a blue platform snapped into being under his feet halfway up, exactly where it needed to be, and he jumped again off that. Around him in the fog, he felt the others moving with him. Roots tore up out of the stairs and shot toward the sky in long twisting columns, carrying Sujin and Mina and Byung-ho on top of them. Jisoo ran along the stairs slapping her palm against back after back, and with every slap someone shot upward into the grey like a stone out of a sling. Hyunwoo swept the fan beneath himself and Kyung-min, and the clumsy, uneven wind it made was enough to throw both of them up into the air. Yujin went up the roots on all fours, a grey blur, faster than any of them.
They burst out of the top of the fog together.
