Sophie, your game stinks.
Who’s for Twister?
Sophie, your game stinks.
Who’s for Twister?
I click around until I get just the right spot to change the camera angle right, and find the items I need to create a massively improbable chain of uses and events to get out.
NAKED twister!
Is there any other kind?
Now, will it be baby oil? Or pudding?
I perform a topological inversion on the room. Presto! I am now outside the room!
Unfortunately, the rest of the universe is inside the room.
I fly away, since there isn’t a ceiling.
Drawing on all my skills as a FPS gamer, I open one door, look and see what’s there, then open the other one and repeat. Then I choose the path without the lava.