Short Story: Wrong Answers

They had a finite number of chances to solve the riddle. The question was how many chances did they have? And was it enough?

“Let’s try this,” the others said as they messed around with the patterns they were supposed to arrange on the wall. The guardian statues’ eyes flashed with every wrong attempt.

“Stop that. You’re wasting our tries,” he said.

The puzzle pieces locked into place. The guardians’ eyes blazed red.

“Oops?”

Somewhere, something rumbled.

“Run!”

~End~

Genre: adventure, puzzle

Posted on September 8, 2017, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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