The Eleventh Trial: Thyme

[hot_mess_express]

[As you pass through the doors of the bar, your vision blacks out. You find yourself in a void, unable to see even your own hands. For a moment, all is silent. Then, out of the murky dark shines a pair of brilliant sky blue, cat-slit eyes. Below them, a sharp, fanged smile.]

Looks like it's my turn, now.

Your mission today is to master a maze. Every room has a riddle: give it the right answer, and you get a point. Mess it up or wait too long, and you lose a point. Either way you can move on, but screw-ups have to pay a toll.

I don't really expect anything from you, but let's see if you can prove me wrong. Get as many points as you can before you reach the exit, and maybe I'll buy you a drink.

[The cat's face disappears, and the void recedes...]

Comments

Re: PUZZLE

[bowtiedbones]

Are you any good at riddles?

Re: PUZZLE

[wontforbidtherain]

I don't remember. Maybe it's only part of a riddle. Check the flowers, maybe?

[I swear I typed this before I saw the response.[

Re: PUZZLE

[bowtiedbones]

[GREAT MINDS]

We've got a matchy-match!

Re: PUZZLE

[wontforbidtherain]

That was simple...

[is it really that simple because it was the first one?]

Re: PUZZLE

[bowtiedbones]

It's like an old school video game puzzle!

Re: PUZZLE

[wontforbidtherain]

I'll have to trust you on that one.

Re: PUZZLE

[bowtiedbones]

Basically, they're big on environmental cues— or whatever you see on the puzzle screen.

I'll put this answer in, okay?

Re: PUZZLE

[wontforbidtherain]

All right. We can alternate

Re: PUZZLE

[bowtiedbones]

That's a good idea.