We’re almost 50 years old, and we still hide our activities from our mom.
To be fair, this was the worst room. The other two we did were okay.
Surprisingly enough, I wasn’t annoyed by the puzzles. I didn’t like them, they were bad, but I just stopped caring. I think fishing for the key with my foot helped lift my mood.
The reason they couldn’t solve it ahead of time was because I had the metal stick the whole time.
Still more fun than the actual room though. The room sucked.
And yes, if anyone wants to know, my binder-metal-stick combo into fishing-rod did get the key! Never had I been so proud.
Adventure games helped me develop all of my life skills!