After 30 minutes or so, Mr. Rabbit, polite yet slightly impatient, softly poked Meryl.

Surprisingly, he had a timid tone in his voice, like a kid approaching a big, important adult who seems to be pretty busy doing big, important things.

“Huhhh, Meryl, have you sucedeed in deciphrate the map?”

“yes i have, mr. rabbit. in fact, i have deciphrated the switch’s location almost instantly.”

All the timidness in Mr. Rabbit voice vanished away, leaving only a really angry bunny instead.

“WHAT??”

“don’t get impressed. i am THAT smart.”

And, clicking the button again, the map began folding itself back to the book.

“So what the hell were we waiting for?”

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