It was 2:00 A.M. when the pledges, who had been dragged from
their sleep, stood in a line inside the fraternity house. It was
the end of "Hell Week" and here they stood, clad only in their
underwear, waiting for the next "assignment" they had to endure.
Sure, folks outside the Greek system would call this hazing, but
these were rituals that had been handed down from class to class,
generation to generation, to ensure that those who wanted to join
the brotherhood were dedicated and resolute.
"O.K. PLEDGES!!" screamed the Pledge Master, the spittle flying
as he pronounced the "P" in "pledges." You've endured a week of
tests which have been designed to prove that you have what it takes
to be a Brother in Our Great Fraternity. But tonight is the true
test, the final test, to demonstrate that you understand our
Fraternity's core tenets. A container has been hidden in a remote
corner of Silicon Valley, and you must locate it and make your mark
so that all who watch will know that you have absorbed the essence
of our teachings. This piece of paper gives you all the information
you need in order to find the container. So use your knowledge of
our fraternal letters to find the container and leave your mark,
and show that you are ready to be initiated into the ranks of our
Brotherhood!
Fortunately all of the pledges were able to locate the container
and make their mark, and were subsequently initiated into the ranks
of the fraternity. I have removed their logs, and replaced them
with a fresh log available for you. Do you have what it takes to
join this brotherhood (which fortunately allows female members as
well)?
The paper read:
Secret Location Decoder
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| 68,074,499 |
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|
|
36,312,179 |
| 24,276,313 |
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N |
|
15,280,063 |
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| 221,503,427 |
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179,424,671 |
| 137,478,503 |
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W |
|
36,312,197 |
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