The mysterious thief loved card games.
As if to prove it, numerous hazards modeled after card suits were laid out beyond the door.
Clover, heart, diamond, and spade.
Looking at them, a thought crossed my mind. Could this be the thief's trap?

However, recalling past experiences, that was likely not the case.
The thief's thoughts were notoriously hard to pin down. Cheap tricks never worked.
In fact, a straightforward approach often turned out to be better.
The ordeal before me was most likely truly necessary to prove my "worth" the thief spoke of.

And so, I move forward.
Waiting only for the day I can realize the justice held close to my heart.
Toward the mysterious thief, waiting somewhere beyond.