Today we write about: the puzzle.
Enjoyed a relaxing and refreshing day off. Expecting to use all that energy up during tomorrow's harvest.
"There's got to be a way out of this. I just have to figure it out, that's all."
"You've said that ten times in the last hour," Sarah observed, not moving from where she was slumped against the wall, "and we are no closer to this fabled solution now than we were when we first got here."
"Perhaps we would have made some progress if you stopped moaning and groaning about our imminent doom and started helping me escape from it instead."
"No, I don't reckon that would've changed a single thing."
"Obviously not. So I can assume that should I find an exit I shouldn't bother informing you?"
"Oh for... there's no way out! How many times do you need to hear that before you accept it?"
"Very well then. It's been... not quite a pleasure. Good day."