Pervoja me Escape Room

My group and I went to the top escape room at Prishtina Mall, the Orient Express room. It looked interesting, but I almost froze the second time I foamed. So I said, come on for the third time, but I don’t see how it ends.

I don’t know if they have any internal rules there, except that you are responsible for the flow of the game. It was the third time in 5-6 weeks, so we knew most of it until the part where we met last time. We lost interest and got tired of the parts we had covered.

There is a part with music that takes about 3-4 minutes. We were expecting more soon, so I hung up the phone because I had already written to him about the solution. I know that the phone is not allowed (probably for photos and so that my secrets are not revealed), but I am really hurting myself if I “skip” the fun part. I cut the wire to the camera. Okay, well, I got off the phone.

In the other part, I couldn’t analyze it, I knew the next step, so I just passed it and decided to solve another puzzle. It’s clear again, it’s not like that, blah blah. A normal person tells me “hey, you’re over it, there’s a solution, the game continues, but don’t worry.” Yes, no, I wanted to play with it.

I have a problem that I solved last time, but now I don’t remember exactly. I asked him to help us because after this we went to the part where we had the last time he said “even 20 minutes I will not tell you that you are passing the solutions”. We spent 20 minutes in vain without much proof that the menu that has been called “hunt” does not want to shoot at the next door.

My problem with this chick is that she is fighting with the wrong people. You are our client who was paying several times just to see the creativity of the puzzle. If we like this room, we are curious to try the others. When I think that people get paid and make a living from this job, I understand why he scolds me so harshly, even with threats to get us out of the room because we are moving a few steps faster.

Finally, tonight he realized that he was wrong, or he just didn’t want to deal with me because you told someone there that you were in love, ask the person who manages us at Orient Express. When he came, I asked if you were the one who watched us on the Orient Express. She said no (even though two of her colleagues said yes). Like I said, but I’m “okay”, but I decided to vent a little with this post.

I had fun today, does anyone else have the same experience?