The digging continued, and the depleting of their energy was starting to be dried off. Either their minds, strength, or patience. The questions were so in difficulty level, though not out of the world, barely in this world, and completely out of each of their worlds. One obstacle was taking too much of their time, and whenever they got one question that neither of them knew the answer to the questions, they knew they were doomed—they should now start to guess. And honestly, guessing was the hardest thing to do, they would dig the sand for the things they had to find, the things that they were uncertain if right, which would turn out wrong and would make them feel dejected whenever they would pull the flag and it wouldn't move at all. It meant that they would have to dig again
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