"I'll take the outside path with Hannah," Sue declared. "If I do, I land on a key."
Her hair had now grown long enough from all the die rolling to allow her enough forward movement to move her own piece. She moved it up beyond the fork Tom had taken, passed Hannah, and landed on the key space. As it had for Tom, a gold key materialized before her.
"Your turn, bat brain," hissed Dave's snake head.