...a dramatic room with four entrances and exits.
“Not enough light in here,” they remarked. “Not very tidy either.”
“Which way now, children?” I asked in my most patronizing voice.
They objected to my tone, but it distracted them from the real clues. The game usually goes as I plan it, despite the intentions of my visitors, or perhaps because of their intentions.
“What the devil is this supposed to be?” one asked. They gathered around and I realized they were close to something. I quickly picked up the bell, ringing it loudly.
“Was this what you heard outside?”
Holding their ears they ran out the door to...
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