It seems two paths converge here. Must've been a big tree to require two paths around it.

On your path stands an old man, offering you two choices.

Which way do you go?

Onward

Forward

Behind the man, you see two Illuminati. They put on some grins like they're about to tell a riddle.

Still not in the mood for riddles, you rattle 'em about until they spill the goods.

"1: n" Says the one. "5: 3" Says the other.

You decide Illuminati are rather silly.

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