With a heavy heart, you decide to push the stranger out of the window.


You can't let your own demise go unpunished, and the need for twisted justice outweighs any sense of empathy you might have had.

The stranger falls, with his corpse drown in his own blood on the ground, and you watch with a mix of emotions – a distorted sense of satisfaction for avenging your own death, but also a deep regret for ending another human being's life.






Congratulations.


You did not let a crime go unpunished. You did what was right.



What a shame that your choices don't matter.







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You wake up in your room, the same room that has been your entire life.

It's a barren space with nothing more than a bed and a wooden desk, the faulty laptop your only connection to the outside world.

You try to remember what just happened, but your memory is blank.