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[memento_mods]

Overnight, stacks of some substance have appeared all around town. Closer inspection will reveal that these stacks are made of sewing needles. And somewhere in each needle stack is a single straw of hay.

[[Like in the previous round, comment here for attempts to get the hay.]]

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[chaos_squirrel]

Emil stood in front of another stack, trying to figure out how exactly he was going to do this. It was a really big stack, with only one bit of hay in there, and knowing his luck it was probably somewhere at the bottom. This was probably going to hurt. Was this really worth whatever he might get?

...Well, it beat having to steal somebody's underwear, and if he was hoping to get whatever this prize was he had to work for it. Emil sighed and started to (carefully) pull out some of the needles in the stack.

[memento_mods]

Going one needle at a time makes for very slow progress. Emil doesn't find the hay yet.

[chaos_squirrel]

Diligence! Hard work!

...Okay, so really after a while Emil starts getting a little more impatient and takes a couple more at a time while doing his best not to prick himself or worse. He doesn't go too fast, though, or else he might miss the hay when it's there.

[memento_mods]

The pace picks up, but still no hay yet.

[chaos_squirrel]

So he's still working at it! The hay has to be somewhere in here, so if Emil goes at it long enough he should find it sooner or later.

[memento_mods]

And a few minutes later, sure enough, there's a small bundle of hay visible!

[chaos_squirrel]

Victory! Emil grabs the hay, shoves the needles back into their pile (is he supposed to do that? How do you indicate that a pile's been gone through, anyway?), and runs off to put the hay somewhere safe.