There are SO many questions attached to that. Like how anybody can force somebody into a state of synesthesia, or why he should take her word for it that if she "speaks in red," it's the absolute truth. Or what sort of game WOULD require blue truths.

He swallows them down. Skepticism seems like a poor thing to linger on right now. "These woods... all the trees look the same. How am I supposed to know where I'm going..." he mutters to himself instead.