The First Puzzle

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The first pussle was in a dark room. The floor glistened. It looked like it was made of diamond like crystals. There was chips in the floor. People before me must have chipped slowly away to get them, but not succeeded. Puzzle number one, more like a riddle. There was a scroll hanging up from a piece of string in the middle of the room. I walked over and untied the string, and opened the scroll.


It saud: I'm as light as a feather, yet the strongest of men can't hold me for five minutes. What am I?

"This is so easy!" I was beginning to talk to myself.

"The answer is err... Oxygen!" I said, kinda confident.

"HAHA! WRONG! The answer is...."

I interupted the voice.

"Don't tell me. I can do it. The answer is breath," I said in a calm tone.

"Correct. I though that was harder than that. Next room. I'll have to keep an eye on you. You seem to be really smart," the voice rambled on. I, of course wasn't listening. I was too busy thinking about X-ander.


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⏰ Last updated: May 22, 2016 ⏰

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