"[redacted]1" you say out loud. You've learned by now - sometimes you need to say it. Sure enough, something starts happening. The yellow walls turn green, as if they are only LED screens. The tiles under your feet change, becoming patterned with wolves. And finally, a voice begins to speak. It says:
"You have three riddles to solve here. You must type the answer into the text box - [You look around and don't see anything, so you assume that it'll show up later.] - in order. the first riddle first, and the third third. Also, we're done being nice. No mistakes, or you die."
The voice clicks off, and the wall to your left ripples, and is now showing text on the green walls:
I have something to do with penguins.
I am the father of many little girl's dreams.
I don't much like my new clothes.
At one point, my name started 'Ge'. At another, He'. Now - nothing.
I am always a man.
The one in front of you also:
I have some negative connotations, as
I am the embodiment of Chaos.
I scare small things.
I never worry about my toes.
Some call me Nadja. That's incorrect.
And finally the one on the right.
You are not looking for me, but a synonym.
I look much like a pirates symbol.
I have a mythological relation to misery,
As well as half-horses.
I don't taste very good.
1 It's redacted because we don't want to spoil the fun. It's the answer to the last puzzle.