The storm
Halfway down from the summit, the cloud comes in. First the far ridge goes, then the cairns, then your own boots. A whiteout.
There is one way home: a single word, called up the mountain by the rescue team. The wind tears it to pieces before it reaches you.
Call your guess back. Green means a letter is right and in the right place. Yellow means it’s in the word, but somewhere else. Slate means it isn’t there at all.
You have six tries. Every guess must be a real word, and every wrong one thickens the storm.
Find it fast and with tries to spare, and the points pile up. Run out, and the mountain keeps you for the night.
The clock starts at GO. Find the word.