B W B W
W B W B
B W B W
W B W B
B W B W (Ray is here at this moment) [Mistake]
W B W B
B W B W
W B W B
B W B W [Mistake]
W B W B
B W B W
W B W B
…
Ray's frustration simmered as he stared at the broken tile. His mind raced, searching for an answer.
He recalled the pattern that had just failed him.
"Zig-zag pattern was doing right till now, even the black to white on straight worked," he muttered, his eyes darting between the tiles. "Then why suddenly did the pattern change?"
He tried to force his brain to connect the dots, but his mind went blank. The frustration was overwhelming, and for a few minutes, he just stood there, unable to think.
[46:55]
After a moment, he started to recall all of his steps, one by one.
He counted them, tracing his path in his memory. One, two, three… he was now on his eighth step. The number echoed in his mind, and a new thought sparked.
