HAMAD

A road runs from the empty quarter to the towers on the horizon, and it never ends.

Each block slides past once and only once.

You walk it in first person carrying the only light there is, and the walls are different every time.

A falcon flies the line between the dunes and the towers, and golden rings hang in the air along the way.

Hold to build the power, let go at the right moment, and the ball arcs to the rim.

Platforms drift toward you over nothing at all, and they never arrive at the same rhythm twice.

The city sleeps below and something is coming down through the stars.

Nobody is racing you here — only the clock, and the clock never gets tired.

The old serpent, rebuilt in three dimensions and lit from above.

Ten balls down a polished lane, and the pins take each other down when you hit the pocket right.

Nine holes, each one arranged differently, and the walls will help you if you learn to use them.

Six balls, six pockets, and real physics between them.

Hop forward one row at a time and the road never ends.

Eight arrows, a moving target and a wind that changes every shot.

Down a snow slope through pairs of flags.

Ten balls, and every peg they hit sends them somewhere you did not intend.

A wooden dhow, an open sea and eight buoys that must be rounded in order.

Tilt the whole board and the marble rolls with it.

Breakout with depth.

Spin the tower so a gap lands under the ball, and it falls another floor.

A tunnel with a hole in every wall, and the holes are never where you expect.

Five kicks, one keeper, and he guesses a side each time.

Two flippers, three balls and bumpers that pay.

Five cities and rocks falling toward them.

Three tracks, gems on some and rocks on others, and the cart never slows down.

Tap and it rises, stop and it sinks, and the gaps in the walls never line up kindly.

Fire a bubble into three of its own colour and all three burst.

One button, one jump, and a second jump in mid-air if you need it.

Tap and it rises, stop and it falls, and the gaps never line up kindly.

Every platform throws you up to the next one and there is no floor to go back to.

Eight lanes of traffic between you and the far side, and each time you make it they move faster.

Turn, thrust, and remember there is nothing to slow you down out here.

A serpent guards the last oasis, and every date it swallows makes it longer and harder to steer.

The old builders left their stones falling forever from the sky.

A wall was built to hide something behind it.

Something is falling toward the city and only one ship is still flying.

The oldest game in the world, and still nobody has beaten it forever.

Turn each mirror a quarter at a time to bend the beam into the target.

A fresh maze every time, seen from above, and a clock that does not stop.

Place one to nine so every row, every column and both diagonals add up to fifteen.

Pour each colour onto its own kind until every tube holds one colour.

The numbers beside each line say how many squares are filled and in what runs.

Three pieces at a time and no rotating them.

Draw a path from each dot to the one that matches it, without crossing, until every square is used.

One of the game paintings, cut up and shuffled.

Swap two neighbours to line up three of a colour.

Every pipe turns a quarter at a time.

The gold block only moves along its own line, and so does everything blocking it.

Touching one light flips it and the four around it, which is what makes this harder than it looks.

Move the whole stack to the far tower, never resting a large disc on a smaller one.

Four hidden colours and eight tries.

You can push a crate but never pull it, so one careless shove can end the level.

Fourteen squares of hull hidden across sixty-four.

Numbers double when equals meet.

Every card has a twin hiding somewhere on the table.

The numbers never lie: each one counts the danger touching it.

One empty square is all the room you get.

Nine rows, nine columns, nine boxes, and no number allowed to repeat.

Thirty-seven countries and the cities that run them.

Match a picture to its Arabic word, or an Arabic word to its English one.

Nine squares with one missing.

An analogue clock face and four answers.

Five things and one of them does not belong with the others.

٠ to ٩ against 0 to 9, both directions.

Four numbers with a rule hiding inside them.

Squares light up in an order and you give it back.

Green means right letter, right place.

The letters are all there, just in the wrong order.

Match each Arabic letter to its name.

A word is hidden behind empty dashes and you get seven wrong guesses.

Two hundred countries, one flag at a time.

Sixty seconds, and the questions get harder as your streak grows.

Words are hiding sideways, downward and backward in a field of letters.

Scattered numbers, tapped in order, against the clock.

An arrow appears and you have less time than last round to answer it.

Swipe through the fruit as it flies.

Four columns, one dark tile at a time, and each one plays a note.

Nothing to collect and nothing to shoot.

Thirty seconds of circles, and each one you hit makes the next one smaller.

Gold is worth points and red costs you a life, and both fall faster as you go.

The word says one colour and the ink says another, and your eyes will fight you.

How fast can your fingers keep up with your eyes? Thirty seconds decides it.

Nine holes, one troublemaker, and less time between each appearance.

Wait for green, then tap as fast as you possibly can.

The lights play a tune and add one note each round.

Two thumbs, one rope, thirty seconds.

Set your angle and your power, then fire across the hill.

One of the oldest games in the world and still played across the Gulf.

Keep rolling and the pot grows; roll a one and you lose all of it.

Simpler than chess and harder than it looks.

Take as many stones as you like from one row.

Two players, one phone, one circle.

The oldest board in the world and still nothing but luck.

Place an S or an O anywhere.

Trap a line of the other colour between two of yours and it all turns.

Jumps are compulsory and chained jumps are where games are won.

Close a box and you go again, which means the trick is knowing when not to draw the third side.

Drop your discs and build a line of four in any direction.

Simple enough to learn in a minute and impossible to win against a perfect opponent.

One phone, two thumbs, seven goals to win.