The flicker of torchlight dances across damp stone, claws clicking against ancient cobblestones as the mouse darts through shadows. His whiskers twitch at the scent of burnt oil and rusted iron—the humans’ fortress looms ahead, its towering walls humming with the weight of forgotten traps. A crumpled map peeks from his satchel, inked in berry juice by a moth scholar who traded secrets for crumbs. Tonight, the Great Granary’s lock awaits, its mechanisms whispered to yield not to strength, but to the lightest touch. He pauses, ears swiveling—a guard’s boot scrapes stone overhead. Heart drumming, he leaps onto a dangling chain, its cold links swinging toward a half-open vent. Freedom smells of wheat and storm winds. The heist begins.
Race the clock—keep that marble falling. Guide it through twists and turns, snatching up bonus seconds and hidden rewards to keep the adrenaline pumping. No pauses, no second chances. Master the path, outsmart the timer, and ride the rush.
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