The campmates are led, still blindfolded, down a steep goat path. The air smells of thyme, sea salt, and something rotting (a dead turtle on the rocks below – unacknowledged, unmissable).
As night falls, torches are lit. A metal chest is air-dropped by drone. Inside: one flint, one can of chickpeas, and a scroll. The scroll reads: “One among you is not what they seem. The Greek chorus watches.”
His trial: suspended over a gorge in a harness. He must crawl between two ancient stone pillars while retrieving stars from holes filled with Greek wildlife – scorpions (non-lethal but large), eels, and fermented goat cheese slurry. Leo vomits twice. Gets 6 out of 10 stars. Returns to camp silent, humbled.