“How do I make my website accessible?” is the latest trending question coming through my door. But I can see that – frankly – you’re not clear what you’re buying. What if instead you knew the facts about website accessibility, how it applies to your online business, and could make
Eagerly you start to dig, flinging dirt until – THWACK! Your shovel unearths a box with a tattered piece of parchment inside. It’s the treasure map!
You huddle around, vying for a closer look. The cryptic symbols suggest there’s something significant at the gnarly old tree on the top right corner of this page
Along the path you stumble over something troubling…A solitary bone.
It doesn’t take long to find its owner, a fallen adventurer like yourself. Clutched between bony fingers, a weathered journal reads:
“As I pen these words, I know my time is short. It is with a heavy heart that I admit…I’ve gone the wrong way. I believe the treasure lies to the south and east – As far south and east as one could possibly travel.”
The tree has a deep hollow – you could probably fit your whole arm in there!
You reach in tentatively, feeling the crunch of old leaves while something skitters across your hand. And you emerge with…a rusty old key!
But your collective marveling is cut short when a menacing growl rumbles up from behind you. RUN!!!
You snatch the key and search the immediate vicinity for a place to hide.
An old encampment! A faint glimmer of hope! You grab your friends and dive behind the frayed canvas of an abandoned tent.
Terror grips you as the creature’s footsteps draw closer…and closer…and c l o s e r…
You’ve got to decide, FAST! Will you attack the creature or wait for it to go away?
Illuminated by the soft glow of your flashlights, you gather with your friends at the edge of the woods.
“Legend has it, Captain Cait’s secret hideout is in this very forest – and there’s treasure inside.”
Could it be true? There’ve been whispers of a treasure map being buried at the top left corner of this page…
You grab your shovels and venture into the woods.
With trembling hands, you insert the key. It creaks open…
…and try not to make a sound.
Seconds tick by like hours as the woods fall silent. You seem to have evaded the creature.
You creep cautiously out from the tent. Shaken, you continue your search for the fabled treasure.
You fling open the tent, screaming as you blast the creature with your flashlight!
Blinded and disoriented, it screeches and scurries into the night. Cheering erupts – you’ve done it!
Beaming with pride you continue your search for the fabled treasure.
