“Will someone explain what’s going on?” shrieked Woeisme as Edwood revved the engine into a fine red whine.
“How to explain the immortal perspective?” began Edwood. “I’ll try. Over 50 years ago, encrypted messages began appearing in newspapers. Strings of seemingly random letters could be decoded by keen eyes to spell out answers to questions.”
“You mean those Jumble puzzles?” asked Jakob.
“I do,” said Edwood, betraying no emotion. “I’ve honed my skills over the years, and can unscramble such sequences into the form that makes the most sense. Woeisme, how many letters are in your name?”
“Seven.”
“Right. Jakob, how many letters in ‘potatoe’?”
“Six.”
“I was pronouncing the silent E.”
“Oh, right. Six.”
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