Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20191223005733/@comment-44390494-20200102043919

Lana sighed; it wasn't that hard if you came to think of it. She recalled that one time she'd read about escape rooms, her photographic memory digging out the memory nice and clear. Lana smiled, walking over to the furthest corner of the wall and pressing on a loose brick that stood out. And with that, the chain reaction happened. Multiple rusty bricks cracked and twisted, forming many hard furniture throughout the room's walls. It looked like a normal living room---just everything made out of bricks.

She bit her lip. What now? Lana only knew so much about this. She stopped to think for a second, eyeing her surroundings suspiciously. Something clicked inside her brain. There, leaning against one of the walls, was simple chimney with a hollow etched in its middle. She walked over to it, narrowing her eyes at the space.

"I wonder . . ." Lana's heart practically jumped out of her throat. How could she had not seen this before? She rushed over to one side of the room containing a cupboard, then casually pulled out two hidden sticks and a rock wrapped around a brick-printed cloth. She came back to the chimney and knelt next to it, then began rubbing the rock against one of the sticks while the other rested inside the hollow's floor.

Clink!

A small fire sparked to life, its smoke swirling upwards into the ceiling. Something seemed to shift from behind her, and when she turned around, a small pair of mirrors were displayed on top of a simple wooden table. Lana frowned, walking over to the strange object. She didn't know how long she'd stared at it before the puzzle's piece clicked in. She picked up the shiny silver panels and made her way over to the flames, then placed one of the mirrors in a position where it would reflect the fire's light towards the second one, which now rested near a small hidden spot curving out of the wall.

She rubbed her hands together when the illusion faded and a metal door revealed itself on the other side of the room. She happily skipped through it, risking a glance at a buzzing clock perched in a wall. It read:

TIMER: 7:34

Lana shrugged; not so bad for her first try.