[indent] [/indent][h3][hr][color=SandyBrown]Pebbles “Pebs” Meyers[/color][/h3][hr][sup][@Alamantus][@Vertigo][/sup][indent] [/indent]
[color=SandyBrown]“You know what I meant,”[/color] she said, grinning as she opened the paper. 

Pausing, she stared at the paper, brows furrowed. [color=SandyBrown]“It’s, um, a maze? A solved one.”[/color] She frowned. [color=SandyBrown]“Are [i]we[/i] in a maze?”[/color]

It seemed unlikely, but that was the first thing she thought of. She had no way of confirming this, though, but she peered at the paper anyway, trying to connect dots between the two rooms she’d seen and the image on the paper. Did the red line turn the right way if  she faced the right way? Did the walls the doors  were on match the turns the red line took?

Looking up when Duncan placed the truck on the ground, Pebs crossed her fingers around the paper and raised them, cheering when the truck zipped forwards. 

[color=SandyBrown]“Hey, static is sound, so it works,”[/color] she said with a grin, which faltered when the truck smacked into the door. Heading to retrieve it, she stopped beside it, holding up the key she’d found beside the doorknob. [color=SandyBrown]“Another door, another key.”[/color]