|End of the Maze||Score: 120||Moves: 60|
Strangely, the only thing that gets woken up by this interjection is a few strands of her hair, which gaze in annoyance at you. The Medusataur is still in dreamland.
Then you try it again in crude Japansese, followed by l33t (the loudest language known to man), followed by imitating an alarm clock.
You even try the few words of Parseltongue that you know, but all that does is make her hair snigger at your poor command of the language.
You attempt the vulcan nerve pinch, but she just moos softly and continues dozing.
You plug her nose and cover her mouth. You think you've finally beaten out this rabid narcoleptic, until you realise that her hair seems to be breathing for her. My, what strange physiology these Medusataurs have!