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To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.
What can't you see, hear or feel, until its too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
Someone walked into a room and you heard a crash! Someone died. What happened?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?