Puzzle Archive

I'm the new stagehand. Fifth day. I sit in row three and watch.

I'm the bread truck driver. I took a wrong turn and I'm stuck here politely.

I'm Jake. Mom made me come. I am thirteen, I'm wearing a vest, and I don't know what any of this is.

I'm the five-year-old who was there. I'm telling my dad about it in the car.

I'm on a trail above it and I have been watching for a few minutes.

I'm the new barista. I'm telling my friend about my shift later that evening.

I'm the city kid visiting for the first time. Nobody told me what it is.

I'm a high school junior hiding under a desk in the computer lab. I can hear someone in the hallway but I can't see them.

I'm her mom. I'm confused and a little frustrated. She practices fine but keeps failing the exam.

I'm the overnight front-desk clerk. I've been logging these complaints all week.

I'm the HVAC guy who came out to look at the furnace. I'm just trying to get to the unit.

I'm riding home with grandma after her doctor's appointment. She's acting weird and I don't know why.

I'm a new hire on my first day. I saw something the HR rep thought was funny, and I'm not sure I get the joke yet.

I'm eight. I'm at the fair and I'm watching something in the field that I don't understand.

I'm the barista here. I watch that corner between customers every morning.

I'm the kid in the attic. I'm nine. I've been sitting here with this box all morning.

I'm the kid in the yard. I'll tell you what I'm watching.

I'm the one lying here flat. I'll tell you what I am and what I know about myself.

I'm the home-health aide. I'm in the back of the room. I'll tell you what I'm watching tonight.

I'm the kid making a voice memo for school. I'll tell you what is happening in the woods today.

I'm the new kid on the block. I just moved here two weeks ago. I'll tell you what I see out here.

I'm the cleaning woman. I will tell you what I see at that bench.

I'm just a kid. I'll tell you what I saw.

I wait. Mostly I wait. Ask me what you want to know.

I'm the quiet thing on the shelf. Today is different for me.

I am in the back seat. I am nine. We have been driving toward the tall thing for fifteen minutes. I am allowed to have one window cracked.

I'm the new tech here. I can tell you what I've seen this week.

I'm the cleaning staff. I work this wing every night.

I'm the custodian here. I've cleaned this church for twenty-six years. I just want to mop.

I'm the empty lot. Three days ago I was nothing. Something is on me now.

I'm the dog. I found a thing and I will not put it down.

I'm at my sister's birthday brunch. I don't own pants for a place like this. There's a view out the window I can't explain.

I'm the maintenance guy here. I've been coming Mondays through Fridays for three years to reset the place.

I'm the dog. We went on our walk and something is different on the path.

I have been watching this room for years. What I watch now is not what I watched before.

I'm the newspaper carrier. I know this route better than I know my own living room.

I'm the hiker. Two strangers are doing something serious to one specific tree.

I'm the appraiser. Good ear, good eye, not much else.

I'm lost somewhere. The buildings around me are acting wrong.

I'm the baker. Hilda is gone and I don't know how to talk about it.

I'm the kid. Mom and Dad are acting weird today and I don't know why.

I'm the frog. I came back to my summer place and it's different.

I'm what they keep feeding. I grow when they feed me right.

I'm a tired kid at the counter. I don't have words for everything I see.

I'm Grandma. I'm trying to figure out the thing in the corner of the room.

I'm the farmer. I rent them the field and watch from my porch.

I'm the night custodian. I just need to lock the gate and go home.

A mid-level employee three seats from the boss in a high-stakes quarterly review, noticing something on the table they really should not be staring at

A seven-year-old boy at the kitchen window watching his dad work on a project in the driveway

a small-town history museum curator examining a baffling donated object

A restaurant server who keeps circling back to one table she can't read, watching from her service station

a manhole cover set into a city street, experiencing the world through vibration and weight

A package delivery driver who has worked the same residential route for years

A ceramic lawn gnome in a flower bed, watching the yard with slow dry wit

I can describe what I feel, but I don't know my name

I work at a horse stable — I handle this thing every morning before the riders arrive

I've been watching this parade for thirty years.

Found it yesterday. Been working this field a long time.

I can tell you what my life is like, but I don't know my name.

I can describe what I experience, but I don't know my name

a honeybee trapped in a place full of sweetness and large warm shapes

I'm the janitor — I clean up after everyone and see what they leave behind

I'm the shop owner next door — I watched from my doorway

I can describe what I experience, but I don't know what I'm called

I'm a stone conservator — I read what surfaces tell me

I'm the resort's pool manager. I notice what goes missing.

I'm a tourist who rode in one yesterday. I can share what I noticed.

I can describe what happens to me, but I don't know my name.

I wrapped it as a gift. I can describe the shape and weight.

I'm a customer who went. I can only describe how it felt.

I can tell you what I feel, but I do not know my name.

I'm a fisherman who's worked this harbor 30 years.

I'm the cat. I saw everything from the floor.

I'm the grandmother. I'll tell you about what I bought.

I've been coming here on this day every year for decades.

I'm the rescue team leader. I'll tell you what we found.

I live next door. I can only tell you what I've noticed over the years.

I'm the officer who responded. I'll tell you what I saw.

I can tell you what my day is like, but I don't know my name.

I'm the maintenance tech. I can tell you what I saw and fixed.

I'm a paleontologist — I study what came out, not what held it

I'm an arborist - I read what's happened to these trees

I go through hundreds of these a week - I could do it blindfolded

I'm the archaeologist - I study what civilizations made with their hands

I can describe what I experience, but I don't know what I'm called

I'm a research librarian - I know what people keep checking out

I maintain this and check on it every few months

I'm the neighboring farmer - I've watched this field for thirty years

I'm a tour guide at a historic site - I know this feature inside and out

I installed these across three buildings last year - I know exactly what they do and don't do

I'm running lights from the catwalk - I see everything from above

I can tell you what I experience - I don't know what I'm called

I watched them build it from my porch - three days straight

I repair timing mechanisms - I describe parts, not names

I'm a vintage dealer - I date garments by how they close

I'm a conservator - I examine what's left on the document

I picked it up - I'll tell you what I noticed

I can describe what happens to me - I don't know my name

I was in the store but I don't know instruments

Responds only in wind speeds and compass directions