Lefty
will walk through into the first chamber; the sliding door in the bar
of the Zorro Club will slide shut behind him, leaving him in
darkness. However, in the darkness, he'll hear the sound of a
treadmill, and what sounds like bubbling, as well as someone
struggling. Suddenly, lights will snap on. As they do, an extruding wall-segment will push a man out onto a treadmill: Wilhelm. Before him, at the end of
the treadmill, will be a computer terminal; the treadmill will be
taking him away from the computer. In turn, the treadmill will be
hooked up to a computer, on the other side of a wall of glass, which
will be the side that Lefty is on. The computer will appear to
control the treadmill.
The
computer within the treadmill chamber will be hooked up a retracting
platform in another room: in this one, Esau will be bound and gagged,
and over what will seem to be a pit of boiling fuel. The premise will
make sense to Lefty right away; he'll have to use his computer to
stop the treadmill, allowing Wilhelm to use his computer to save the
other two. But this won't be all. As Lefty will be taking all of this
in, the wall behind the treadmill will slide open—revealing long,
thin spikes. If Wilhelm stops running, he will die. Lefty will begin
to sweat as he dives at his computer, and Wilhelm starts running.
There'll
be text on the screen: “Sinister
– if you can solve the riddles displayed on these terminals, your
men will be allowed to go free, as will you. This first puzzle
requires Mister Wilhelm's ingenuity as well. Good luck.
“Your
first riddle will be: A Spanish man wants Italian water. What is it
that he'll have to buy?”
Okay.
Maybe it will have been a bad idea to have made fun of how obvious
the name “the Zorro Club” was. Lefty won't really know Spanish as
much as he'll have remembered. The answer could well be some sort
of word in Spanish or Italian; which will be bad for him.
He'll
try “Italian
water”. Maybe it'll
just be something stupid like that; but it won't be. It's now that
he'll notice a thirty-second countdown in the lower right-hand corner
of the screen. The sweating will get even worse.
“Water
bottle.” Nope.
“Passport.”
Nada.
“Guidebook.”
Nay.
Um.
Um...
“Tour
guide.” No.
“Italian
money.” No. Fine.
“Euros.”
No. It's something he has to buy.
Ten
seconds.
Um.
“Waterskin”?
No.
He
won't be able to do it. He'll run to the glass, to both of them, and
apologize. He'll apologize as hard as he can. And he'll get no
response.
The
treadmill will suddenly accelerate to an absurd extent; and Wilhelm
goes flying backwards. Lefty won't be able to look. He'll cover his ears as Esau screams, plunging into the
boiling fuel.
Within
a few seconds, it will all be over.
He'll
look back at the computer, which will now display the answer: “He
will have to own the
Tiber.”
A
second later, Lefty's fist will smash through the screen. What
sort of worthless motherfucking answer is THAT?! It
doesn't even make sense with any sort of theme! What's it supposed to
mean, anyway? “Tiber-own”. That's just nonsense.
Fox
will cheat. He'll know this, now. And that'll meant the boys probably
won't make it.
But
he'll find Fox. He'll find him, and he'll make him wish he had a fate
like this. Boiling fuel? Spikes?
Those'll
be chump deaths next to how much agony Lefty'll put 'im through.
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