Morse Update

Eleanor was able to decode the auditory Morse.

Practice level: "It wouldn't be Christmas without a Morse code." "
Easy level: "Now that you have it, you're on the right road."
Normal: "Faster and faster as if chased by a host"
Fast: "To get the next puzzle you need the red Pacman ghost."

More head scratching. More research. The red Pacman ghost's name is Blinky, so we tried feeding Blinky to owl.

Tada!

Our "task" if you will was to memorize a sequence of pressed tiles from a 5 X 5 grid: 20 tiles to be exact. It started with one tile that was illuminated. We had to press it. Then two tiles. And so on, up to 20. Not easy, for certain.

After having survived the tile, we were rewarded with a text that included "jangling jingle"...sounds like more owl food. Having "fed" the owl a jangling jingle, we were rewarded with tiles that had little Christmas pictures on them....sweet trees, ornaments, and so on. Each one played a fragment of tune, and this challenge was to create "We Wish You a Merry Christmas." How did we know which tune was expected? Well, the kids received a singing Christmas card yesterday from You-Know-Who.

When we recreated the tune, we were rewarded with "Um...earthly music. UnlockMe!" We fed the owl "UnlockMe" and ... well ... there was a combination lock! Scramble scramble scramble through the sheaves of paper to find the combination that we had discovered in the Christmas Lights puzzle.

The lock included six fields for numbers. Above each number was an "up" arrow, and below, similarly, a "down" arrow. The thing is, these arrows did not exactly do what one might expect. One of the arrows even made the lock skip around! After figuring out what each arrow did, we were able to UnlockMe...and the smartypants had made the title bar of the congratulations message say "Kudos!"

Obvious...feed the owl Kudos. And we get...sudoku! Response? "Kudos? Really?"

We're stumped. This is really hard. However, we have several puzzles that we've put off cracking. I guess it's time to work on the really tough stuff.

Love,

Alexandra