I pinched the skin between my eyebrows as I sighed deeply. The crisp, library-like smell filled my nose as I looked at Weston, Francois, and Baron.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
The three of them shook their heads.
"We have to solve five riddles by the end of today? How can we tell what time it is if there isn't even a clock here?"
The three of them shrugged.
"And if we don't solve them in time, then we will all face a "terrible punishment"? Is that all"
The three stooges nodded then shook their heads.
"There's more?"
They nodded once more. I then lashed out.
"WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU GUYS TALKING? EXPLAIN THE SITUATION PROPERLY ONE OF YOU!"
The three of them stepped back in shock before Baron regained his composure. He then cleared his throat before saying.
