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Recap:

"Yes, young one. You have large amount of magic hidden within you waiting to be released. But, are you worthy?"

"That's not for me to decide, Talibah-sama.", replied Najya.

The two doors combined and opened, "Continue through the labyrinth and discover if you are worthy." Najya recorded the original number of doors and took off down the combined path. "I will make you proud, Rukh-san!"

It wasn't long before Najya came to another divide in the labyrinth and once again there was a question in the middle, along with 4 paths. But, these paths were different. Instead of a colored light surrounding them; they were shrouded in dark shadows.

"The person who makes it has no need for it. The person who purchases it does not use it. The person who does use it does not know he or she is. What is it?"

'...NANI?! What the heck does that mean?!' "What does a person make, but doesn't use? The buyer doesn't use it either, but who the buyer gives it to doesn't know that they're using it.", Najya paced back and forth in deep thought. She looked around at her surroundings. It was dark and gloomy, sending chills down her back.

'Are my surroundings a hint?'. "Okay, so what does the maker have no need for that is dark and gloomy. The buyer has no use that is also dark and gloomy and the person that doesn't know they use something that is also dark and gloomy.

Okay Najya, what do you think of when you think dark and gloomy?" Najya paced some more pondering on her recent thoughts. "Dark and gloomy? A dark burnt forest?...no, you would know if you used a forest….how would you 'use' a forest. How does a person know if their not using something. They'd have to be unconscious or dead!"

Najya stopped pacing for a second, "….mmmm...DEAD! They'd have to be dead. The dead can't know if they're using something. Their dead! So, what are they using." Najya flopped down onto the floor, sitting crisscross and with her head resting on her hand. As she thought, she let her eyes room the area, scanning the books. Najya takes out her notebook:

List of things dead people could use

Clothes- maker and buyer has use

Wood- maker and buyer has use

religious items- maker and buyer has use

coffin- maker only the dead can use

Flowers- Maker and buyer use

Shovels?- maker?

"No living person would use a coffin.", analyzed Najya, "The person who makes it has no need for it. The person who purchases it does not use it. The person who does use it does not know he or she is. What is it? The answer is a coffin!"

The question disappeared a shadow leaked from the path to her right, revealing the path she needed to take. "Alright! This isn't so bad right now. I wonder what the next question will be. I hope it will be harder than the last." Najya continued to murmur to herself until she reached the next split. "I'm during King Solomon's time now. It's getting closer to the present."

The next question read: "Until I am measured,

I am not known.

Yet how you miss me,

When I have flown!

What am I?"

"...Time...Was that suppose to be hard?"

Back in the Treasure room, Talibah sweet dropped. 'Are you serious...just like that..sheesh'. Sighing to her self, "Just reveal the dumb path. Child, your task is almost over, can you solve the last two riddles?"

Najya's path was revealed when a bookshelf slide into the floor. "How many more riddles am I going to solve...Wait...how many paths were there?" Najya backed up and walked around the shelves. She looked for any indication for another path. She walked around five more times till she noticed a pattern in the floor. "What..."

In the smooth floor, there where indents on either side of her path. Counting the lines then dividing it by two she came up with nine paths, which she wrote down in her notebook and continued down her path.

"I wonder how long I've been in here for?"

Najya skipped down the next path, humming a cheerful tune.

Suddenly the floor disappeared in front of her. She screamed and jumped back onto the ledge. She stared at it for what seemed like hours, the hole took up the entire width of the path and at least 25ft long.

"What am I going to do?"

Najya looked down at the floor. A group of number appeared a foot away from the edge of the abyss. There i line crossed the path right above them and split into ten sections. Then Talibah's voice sounding though out the labyrinth.

"If you were smart, you would have gotten my hint. Can you pick the right numbers and out them in order?"

"You mean the hint in the notebook!"

Najya took out her notebook and looked at what she recorded.

first turn- 2 paths

second turn- 2 paths

Third turn- 3 paths

Fourth turn-7

Firth turn-8

Sixth turn-4

Seventh turn-9

Eight turn-6

Ninth turn-0

Najya keeled down at the numbers on the floor. Touching one, she noticed that it lit up and moved with her hand. Touching the number again, she was able to put it back. Najya tapped the number two and tapped the first box by the edge. When the number connected, the rim of the box lit up and two tiles floated up to hole.

"Match the number and thats how many tiles there will be. So the next number will be, two."

Najya matched the numbers and watched tiles appeared. Soon a bridge was created over the abyss.

"One more to go.", said Najya, "But, we haven't made it to the last turn. How do you expect me to know what the last number is."

'How am I suppose to do this! It's not like I can just guess random numbers! This is the mental task, so Talibah must have made a pattern or something.'

Najya picked up her notebook and looked at the numbers, "Maybe its in here."

"Let's see. I have two two's, a three, one four, a six, seven, eight, nine, and a zero. I'm missing a one and a five. Maybe if I combine the numbers..or add and subtract them."

In the notebook, Najya worked on multiple problems with the numbers. She new that it had to be between zero through nine for there was only space for one number. She didn't want to risk going on the incomplete path for the fear that it might collapse and she would lose.

"Child", rang a voice, "If you wish for the answer, then you have to find it twice."

'That means that I can keep combining numbers till the same number appears twice'

Notebook:

Pattern 1: 2+2-3+7-8+4-9+6=1

Pattern 2: 2-2+3-7+8-4+9-6=3

Pattern 3: 2+2+3-7-8+4+9-6=nothing

Pattern 4: 2-2-3+7+8-4-9+6=5

Pattern 5: 2-2-3-7+8+4+9+6=17

Pattern 6: 2+2+3+7-8-4-9-6= nothing

"It can't be nothing because first I don't have that option and second I need a path to choose"

Pattern 7: 2+2-3-7+8+4-9-6=nothing

Pattern 8: 2-2+3-7+8+4-9+6=5

"The answers five!" Najya went over and picked up a five and placed it in the tenth slot. The ground began to shake and five more tiles appeared at the end of the path, finalizing the bridge.

"Yes! Who's awesome!"

Najya crossed the jagged bridge and continued on her way. Finally she came to the last turn and stopped in surprise. Instead of doors, or halls, or walls as the gates to the paths; there was cosmos, forest, meadow, volcano, and an ocean. "Nani? What is this?"

"This, dear child, is paths of natures knowledge. Each path holds the information that each environment has experienced. I have one last riddle for you, if you solve this, then you pass the first task.", said Talibah

"Alright then, what's the riddle?", shouted Najya. She was anxious to get this task over with. Determination flowed through her vanes as she waited for the Djinn to speak.

Talibah watched the child for a few seconds before sighing, "A young woman attends her mother's funeral and meets a man who she immediately falls in love with. However, when she looks for him after the funeral, he is nowhere to be found. A few days later, the young woman kills her sister. Why?"

Najya sat down and put her chin on her hand, thinking.

'Well...that's a bit...violent. But, why did she kill her sister? Okay so, the young woman meets a man at a funeral and falls in love with him. After the funeral, she can no longer find the man. Then she kills another woman...'

Talibah watched as Najya worked the riddle out. 'If she solves this, then it might become a problem. Unless she is able to balance out dark and light. I hope she can.', She scoffed at herself, 'look at me. The terrifying Djinn, Talibah, is rooting for the one species she hates. A human.' She smiled to herself and shakes her head. 'This child, this young child is truly amazing. I haven't seen a spark like her in a long time. Oh, Solomon... I wonder..I wonder if you predicted something like her. Is that why you gave the power you did, for this girl...'

Meanwhile, 'If the man showed up for the mother's funeral, then he must know the family. But, why couldn't the woman find him...I don't think that matters in this riddle. Why does finding a man have to do with killing a sister! If I was in her shoes, why would I kill my sister...Unless...No! Why would I think that!'

Najya pulled on her long hair in destress. It just didn't make any sense. 'Okay breathe Najya, just like the Rukh taught you. Deep breathe through the nose and out the mouth.' Najya tried to breathe, but couldn't. Her breathe coming out in poor attempts to fill her lungs, her heart racing as she began to panic. She blinked her eyes, trying to clear her vision as it flickered.

Black. 'Anything for a love. Even murder.'

Light 'Why would you take someone else's chance at love and life from them.'

Black ' Because that's human nature. We are violent barbaric. Death is an amazing thing. To watch the life seep out of their eyes and their soul rejoins the Rukh.'

Light "NOOO. I don't see a reason to kill. Its not my place to take another's life.' Najya's eyes widened, 'Is this...'

...Black 'Embrace the dark within your own heart. We are one in the same.'

With that, Najya collapsed and Talibah smiled.

'W-where am I?' She looked around, but all she saw was darkness.