"You do it."
"Okay." I begin to tell her, pausing at the parts I'm unsure of. It turns out that I'm telling it WRONG, according to Ezra's mushy whisper in my ear. He's re-formulated the riddle since last night.
"You have a mirror and table," he hisses. But "table" sounds like "cable," and last night I'm pretty sure he said "rope"----
"You have a mirror and a table. You see what you saw. You use the saw to saw the table in half. Two halves make a whole, and you climb out through the hole."
I almost collapse in delight.
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