Nine Stand… One Holds the Loot

Not every hiding spot needs walls or shade… Sometimes the best secrets sit out in the open. Find the place where trees gather—not many, not few… just enough to matter.

Count them. Don’t guess. One by one, they stand together in the open space. Miss the number, miss the prize.

All nine are watching… but only one is hiding something. Look low, stay close, and trust your count. The loot is tucked beneath—waiting for the one who got it right.