Here.

The ever encompassing reaches of space wrapped around the party. There the radiant light of stars housing the sins of depravity, and the faults of man - their light akin to lanterns that illuminated a path for them. A bridge stretching outward; leading them towards the apex of journey.

With a blackness that threatened to consume teetering over the edges, there was a need for caution. A watchful eye that would prevent any falter, or slip-up. Were they not possessed of attent, there to be consequences of a dire category to consider. Nonetheless, a safe route guaranteed overall - no sentry, nor guardian to halt. No trap, or trick in sight.

Proceeding was enforced, for there lie no exit otherwise. The way back sealed upon entry; forward lay the 'key' to departure.