4.1 Puzzle Time Answer Key Novels & Stories

answered Willow. Caspian had reminded her to waste as much time as possible even if she could figure out the puzzle. But for now, she truly had not a single clue about how to solve the puzzle. "How much time do you need, Mrs. Stewart?" asked Taylor. He could understand her need for some time as the puzzle had stumped even Henry. She explained, "I can't give you an exact amount of time … I'll need to solve it one step at a time." "I can't just let you spend all the time in the world down here, you know? I can give you three hours. You'll need to solve the puzzle before daybreak. Or the three of you won't be making it out of here alive," demanded Taylor.

3 days after the accident happened. Lisa didn't do anything stupid or trouble. But it didn't last long. " Lisa, are You sure about this? " Rosé said hesitating to give the spray paint to Lisa who was planning to shower Kevin's soccer clothes with paint. They are in the males' locker room. " Just give it to her Rosé," Sarah said and rosé gave the spray paint to Lisa. "What is it do you want from Kevin? " " Nothing... I'm just bored " Lisa said as she started to color Kevin's clothes.

“Time to assess the situation. Congratulations, Miss Dora, you have successfully assassinated your opponent as he just swallowed his last breath.” A choking sound escaped my lips as I thought, “Who answered my prayers? God or the devil?” “In a box right under your feet is the antidote. You have to solve the puzzle by clicking on the screen on the ground. It consists of scrambled words. If you place them together correctly, the box will be visible, and in it is the antidote. You have to hurry as you have no time left.” “What stupid puzzle?” I say, barely hearing my own voice. “Just hand the antidote over as promised, I'm already dead as it is.”

He focused on the riddle, breaking it down. Taken from a mine… shut inside a wooden case… never released… “Pencil,” he muttered. Graphite was mined, encased in wood, and never removed. He typed 736245—the corresponding numbers for the letters P-E-N-C-I-L. The keypad beeped, and the lock clicked. Mason shoved the door open, his gun raised as he stepped inside. The room was dark, save for a single spotlight illuminating Happiness. She was tied to a chair, her head snapping up as the door opened. Relief flashed across her face when she saw him.

Fog rolled in, thick and red, the metallic tang of blood spraying across the walls. Samantha and Marcus were a room ahead of Chloe and Hunter, with Jasmine and Damon nipping at their heels, then Morgan and Fin. Three more rooms. The riddles were getting nastier. Door 6 Chloe and Hunter stared at their envelope. Hunter ripped it open. “I go all around the world but always stay in a corner. What am I?” “Time?” Hunter guessed, brow furrowed. “Wind? No, wait, a letter? A stamp!” The door clicked open. He grabbed her face and kissed her. “You’re a genius,” he said, grinning.

Fair. Silence. Reasonable. Then Lily frowned. God. Thinking. Fair. Thinking hard. Reasonable honestly. Then Peanut pointed at Adrian. God. The confidence. Fair. Absolute confidence. Reasonable. Then everyone laughed. God. Because apparently Adrian was the answer. Fair. Poor Adrian. Reasonable honestly. Then Lily suddenly shouted: "Piano!" God. Correct. Fair. The first clue solved. Reasonable. Then they raced inside. God. Well— Fair. Ava raced.

he said, setting the tablet aside. Cassian climbed up beside him, flipping to a page filled with tangled mazes, rebus puzzles, and logic games. One in particular had been circled in red crayon. "That one," Cassian whispered. "We tried to build the pattern but it keeps breaking at step five."

Phobos pipes in telling me of his doubts about my accomplishment of his exercise. Grinding my teeth I claw on it and adding pressure to it has a piece pop up from the page. I startle dropping the book to the grass floor, caught off guard. Peering in I see fur peeking from underneath the piece. Time is running out. Taking a small breath I slowly tear the piece from the book. It comes off easily as if it was meant to whilst uncovering a small picture of four baby wild hares sleeping in a basket. There weren't merely four hares but eight.

I opened my notebook and grabbed my writing pen. *** I don’t know what time I fell asleep, but I woke up at the park. Meaning, I’m inside my story again… I looked around to search for a clue on what part of the story I am already, and I saw a lot of Paramore posters scattered everywhere. If my guess is correct, today is the day Cass and Alex would go on the concert, I searched my pockets in hope for a concert ticket too to join them, but sadly there’s none. Guess I just have to buy a ticket there…

Suddenly, she paused, her eyes brightening as if she'd found the key. With a soft click, one wooden piece of the interlocking puzzle came loose. Immediately, Amelia's movements sped up, dismantling and reassembling the pieces one by one. After more than half an hour, as the final piece was set in place, the puzzle made a crisp "click" and the hidden door slowly opened inward. Rex spoke excitedly. "You did it! I can't believe you actually solved the interlocking puzzle. That's a skill possessed by only a rare few. I truly admire you."