Control
The mouse skitters through shadowed corridors, claws clicking against ancient stone as it navigates labyrinthine passages unseen. Its whiskers quiver, sensing vibrations in the air—shifts in pressure, distant footsteps, the faint hum of machinery buried deep within the fortress walls. This creature is no ordinary vermin; its fur glints faintly silver under stray beams of light, eyes sharp with cunning, a survivor attuned to every rustle and whisper. For generations, its kin have mapped these tunnels, memorized patrol routes, stolen morsels from guarded larders. Now, a new threat stirs—a rumble beneath the earth, gears grinding where none should exist. The mouse pauses, nose twitching. Something is wrong. Something *alive* pulses in the dark, a wrongness seeping into its world. It darts forward, driven by instinct, duty, the unspoken pact between its bloodline and this crumbling domain. There are secrets to uncover, warnings to deliver. But first, it must survive.
Description
Shift the balls into vacant spots to align five or more balls of the same hue horizontally, vertically, or diagonally.
