Okay. He didn't jump at the door closing. Nope. Kennedy was simply moving out of the way to fit more students in. Yep. Not scared...maybe just a tad creeped out. But then, this reminded him of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.

Kennedy carefully nudged his way to the front and read the riddle. His eyebrows furrowed and un-furrowed repeatedly as he concentrated, but the answer was pretty clear, no? Well, it was to him. Taking his quill and using the wall as leverage, he wrote his guess on a piece of parchment, then slid it through the mail slot.