[ But no, they're at a dead end, and Felix draws up short in alarm at the wall of shrubbery blocking his path. His ears swivel around at the sound of giggling, of rattling, and he turns to find that the path behind them has closed off as well. ]
Wait, what? We're trapped.
[ Beneath the sound of rattling, there's what sounds like the faint ticking of a clock, almost imperceptible. He looks closer, and the petals on the flowers are down to only two.
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[ But no, they're at a dead end, and Felix draws up short in alarm at the wall of shrubbery blocking his path. His ears swivel around at the sound of giggling, of rattling, and he turns to find that the path behind them has closed off as well. ]
Wait, what? We're trapped.
[ Beneath the sound of rattling, there's what sounds like the faint ticking of a clock, almost imperceptible. He looks closer, and the petals on the flowers are down to only two.
...Only one. ]
Something's wrong.