You hurry away.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" a shrill voice says from nearby. Spinning around, you see the floating triangle, only this time, it's red, not yellow. "If that's the way you're going to be, I guess I'll have to help you see things a little more clearly!"
He snaps his fingers, and you feel your body changing, compressing in on itself. Cackling madly, Bill holds up a mirror, and you see that you're just a floating eyeball.
"Maybe next time you won't double-cross a guy who knows things!"
He vanishes in a puff of smoke.
Try again?
Another adventure.
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