*Snake hadn't stopped running. Not with the sounds of at least fifteen robots behind him. He didn't want to test what would happen if he slowed down. He remembered the rooms that needed riddles solved and kept going.*

*Then he had it. The best place possible to take out all the robots. Snake picked up his pace, waving the purtrid meat into the air as he ran. He made it to the music room and tap danced the fastest "Mary Had a Little Lamb" the world had ever heard. It opened the door to the north.*

Oh robots? Do want to the meat? Go fetch! *Snake threw it into the open room and ducked into the far corner. He heard the stomping of multiple pairs of metal feet and the breaking of the glass floor.*

*However, not even Snake's clever gambit fooled every robot. Five still remained, their footsteps filling the air with discordant notes.*