Super, ihr habt den Hinweis zur Öffnung des Ausgangs gefunden:



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Dies ist der Hinweis damit ihr das Lösungswort-Anagram, also die drei Blöcke, übersetzen und korrekt anordnen könnt! Googelt einfach den folgenden Begriff: "l337 sp34k", um zu verstehen was die  Textzeichen bedeuten. Wenn ihr die Blöcke aus den drei Kompetenz-Checks richtig angeordnet habt, habt ihr das Lösungswort für den Ausgang aus dem Escape-Room! Ihr braucht das Lösungswort nicht zu übersetzen sondern sollte es in der l337sp34k Variante eingeben.

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Weekly Poem: Sonnet 14

Weekly Poem: Sonnet 14

Weekly Poem: Sonnet 14

von | Montag, Juli 13, 2020 | Get informed

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von | Montag, Juni 29, 2020 | Get informed

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von | Montag, Juni 22, 2020 | Practice

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von | Montag, Juni 8, 2020 | Get informed

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von | Sonntag, Mai 24, 2020 | Get informed

Lewis Carroll (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) ‚Twas brillig, and the slithy toves   Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,   And the mome raths outgrabe. „Beware...