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“Okay, how about this: you,” Casey points to the jackal, “What would your partner say is the incorrect door?” She folds her arms with a smug grin.
The ghosts exchange glances and go into a huddle.
“Who’s turn is it? Am I the liar today?”
“-I dunno. I thought it was my turn-“
“You were supposed to be keeping track of that, Rufus! We’re gonna look like idiots!”
“What’s with that guy? Is he turned on by all this?”
“Focus, man! Who’s the liar?”
“Uh, is it Tuesday? If it is, then I’m the liar, right?”
“Forget it, we wait all this time and fuck it all up cause we can’t figure out a schedule...”
They unhuddle and sigh, their spirits deflated. “Okay, yeah we forgot which one is which…”
“Heyyy, how can we trust you?” Gabe scratches his chin and squints, his eyes flickering between them. ”You both told us the rules, so what if you’re both liars?”
They stare blankly for a moment and the lizard pipes up, “Wait, what? No, one of us doesn’t literally lie all the time; that’d be crazy. Its just puzzle logic. What's the point of a puzzle if you don’t know the rules, right?”
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