My twists are designed to confuse and deceive. My creator’s goal is to make you believe That the next turn’s the one that will lead to the way. Your choices might save you, or lead you astray.

I follow your habits but never speak, I judge all your choices, and never peek. I catch your mistakes and remind you of pain, Ignore me too long and you’ll do it again.

A shot in the dark, when formed without proof. An answer or theory, that's plausibly true...and you might take one now, without needing a clue.

I am made from sixty, and I make something from sixty. Who am I?

The man who made it, didn’t want it. The man who bought it, didn’t need it. The man who used it, didn’t know it. What is it?