The Labyrinth
I heard that the old man living by the sea had once entered the Labyrinth managing to come out of it unharmed. So, since I was about to go in, I decided to ask him how he did it.
He was in his office studying the structure of seashells and taking notes. I wondered in which way I could pose my question, even though all ways seemed ridiculous. I assumed that he was going to belittle the importance of the luck factor – which we all know is decisive in attempting to exit the Labyrinth – in order to extol his own action.
To my surprise, the old man took a top from his pocket and started spinning it in front of me. Again, I tried to read his mind; he would definitely open the conversation with his theories on angular momentum or the law of probabilities. Yet, I was proven wrong once again. His next move was just as enigmatic: he burst into a sarcastic laughter. I left thinking about what the old man had offered me. My way into the Labyrinth was about to happen while equipped with three things: studies on seashells, a top play, and laughter exercises. My chances to survive did not seem particularly great…