The fifth game is a locked door.

The Ledger has fallen behind, which is what happens when the building keeps hiring. Since we last wrote, a fourth game crossed the street while we were not looking: Kristen, a tray of coffees, one railroad, and a creek with opinions. Find it and you will understand why she never spills.

The fifth one is different. The fifth one is a door.

Mazomanie, 1855. The only man who knew the combination boarded the westbound train, and the bank opens Monday at six. Five locks stand between you and an honest morning. Turn the dial slowly: the needle whispers when you are close and says nothing at all when you spin. The later safes have learned to lie, and the watchman only forgives four mistakes a night.

As for what waits behind the big door, we are not going to say, and this time we mean that in a new way. Some rewards do not go in the newspaper. Crack it and see.

Where is it? There is an arcade page now, for the impatient, and we do not judge. But the purists already know the tellers have been staring at that dial all week. Ask them.

The 1855 crew

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