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["Brigham Young University - CEEN 170 Term Project Group 14"]
["Caden Fry, Megan Jensen, Hyrum Durfee, Jacob Willis"]
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[null,null,"Choose Your Own Adventure!!!"]

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["Welcome to The Jungle and Savannah Safari! "]
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["Choice 1:"]
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[null,"You are at war with the Andromedans. You are commanding a fleet of inter-galactic ballistic rockets and are meant to sabotage the operations of a major command base."]
[null,"Your superiors are very strict and make it clear that your rank is on the line if the mission does not go well."]
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[null,"One of your rockets begins drifting off-course due to a common bug in the software."]
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[null,null,"You call command to send you the most recent firmware update and pray there are no catastrophic bugs."]
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[null,null,"You suspect that the rocket has been compromised with Andromedan malware, as has become common, and you order the crew to evacuate via their escape pods, then denotate the rocket."]
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[null,"The stereo is booming, and you can feel the subwoofer's bass shake through your body. The familiar tunes of Kanye put the whole van into a dancing frenzy. However fun this drive-by party is though, the night is dark, and you all need some place to stay. There’s an old home out in the wilderness, abandoned since anyone could remember. After some encouragement, you all take the detour and pull up to the decrepit cottage. "]
[null,"“Remember when we were all scared to come here because we were convinced it was haunted?” "]
[null,"“Yeah, we were a bunch of sissies weren’t we? Hahaha” "]
[null,"“Uh, guys? What if this place really is inclined to the supernatural?” "]
[null,"“iNcLinEd to the sUpeRnAtUraL, yeah yeah get a grip C Train.” "]
[null,"“Let’s get into this joint already, I’m about to CONK.” Stepping out of the Benz, you gaze up onto the shack. Its windows are shattered. The timber is splitting. Those trusses are definitely buckling. It’s quite a contrast to the surrounding grassland. A solitary stranger, it barely fits into the typical aesthetic of a horror movie. And yet, something is off… What is your impression of the situation?"]
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[null,"         Even after C Train’s reprimanding, you can’t help but pick up the jeeper’s creepers. “Ay Connor,” Ethan barks at you, “don’t tell me you’re scared too???” "]
[null,"“Well, no I-I’m not scared really, but I can’t help but feel sketched out about this house. I mean, what if it just collapses while we’re in it?” "]
[null,"Luke interjects. “Don’t be ridiculous Connor, this house has been standing forever. There’s NO WAY it’ll break on us.” A howling wind picks up and the house groans. "]
[null,"“Dang, it is cold out here! I’m headin’ inside!” Ethan breaks into a sprint, leaping up the porch and barging through the front door. "]
[null,"“We’re extremely lucky that the door wasn’t locked.” "]
[null,"“Shut UP C Train, we don’t wanna hear it!” Luke bounds right after Ethan. "]
[null,"“Looks like we gotta bring in the luggage C Train,” you tell him. “Let’s get in before we freeze to death.”"]
[null,"         Pushing through the door, the area opens up. Much more spacious than what met the eye outside, there’s plenty of room for everyone...including the spiders. And hooolyyyy mackerel is there cobwebs. “Alright, since we have a couple wusses, Ethan and I decided we’d be a lil generous and give you two first picks on where to sleep. This way, y’all can’t complain about ‘oh no, it’s too spooky!’” Where do you sleep the night?"]
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[null,"Who CARES if C Train is scared, I just gotta sleep. “Everyone shut it,” you start, “I need sleep and NONE of you are gonna stop me.” “Jeez, cranky pants over here.” You head towards the porch and the wind starts to pick up. The house groans, almost as if it’s swaying with the tempo of the breeze. Dude, I am... so... beat... Hold up hold up hold up HOLD UP. Di-did I just see something? It was like a blur… RIGHT on the side of the house! Did you actually see something, or are you just wigging out?  "]
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[null,"\"Aight, I call the master bedroom,\" you declare."]
[null,"\"Bro, what? You really gotta pick the nicest spot? Dirtbag...\" Ethan grimaces. \"Whatever, what about you C Train?\""]
[null,"\"I was wondering if I could sleep in the master bedroom with Connor actually...\" C Train puts on his best puppy eyes, which, coming from C Train, aren't really that convincing."]
[null,"\"Woa huh hoooooh! You trying to make moves on Connor now, C Train?\" Luke attacks."]
[null,"\"N-no, I just thought that there would be safety in numbers...you know, in case of an emergency.\""]
[null,"\"I don't knoooowww, sounds like we may have a pair of gay lovers on our hands,\" Ethan smirks."]
[null,"\"P-Please? Just this once?\" C Train begs."]
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[null,"\"Good choice, Connor\" Luke says. \"Alright, C Train, where do you pick?\" C Train looks at the floor, locks eyes with you, looks back at the floor, quickly glances at Luke, then at Ethan, then back at you. Luke raises an eyebrow."]
[null,"Ethan smirks. \"What's the deal, C Train, gettin' the jitters again?\" "]
[null,"\"W-Well, I was thinking that it would be advantageous for me to sleep with Connor...\" "]
[null,"Crickets."]
[null,"\"Y'know, safety in numbers--\""]
[null,"\"Bull! More like C Train's aboutta come out of his closet!\" Ethan pokes."]
[null,"Luke jumps in, \"No kiddin'. You realize that's kinda gay, right C Train?\""]
[null,"C Train's face contorts for a second, lips peeling back and teeth revealing themselves. His eyebrows become wild, and from his throat comes an otherworldly tone. \"No, I am sleeping with Connor.\" His face is firm as stone, and everyone takes a step back."]
[null,"\"Aight, my bad C Train,\" Luke says. Him and Ethan exchanged worried glances. You can't help but stare, eyes wide open, at C Train. It's as if he became a different person..."]
[null,"\"Ok well how about we all get to bed...\" Ethan proposes, glancing sideways at C Train. C Train's demeanour doesn't change. He just grabs his luggage and walks off into the living room. Still reeling from what just happened, you follow him in."]
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[null,"Where once you were drowsy, all of it is replaced with fear. Your eyes widen, your breath quickens, your heart pounds. Hot, hot blood flows by your ears, and your peripheral goes black. Lasering onto the corner of the house, you stalk quietly, gently placing one foot barely in front of another. What could have that been? It was so quick! Are we alone here? Should I try to talk to it? No, no good could come from that. But what was it? Did I imagine it? Is this a dream? Yeah, maybe it's a dream. I just need to wake up. As you are consumed by your thoughts, you barely noticed that you crossed the corner. On the other side, you see.......nothing. No scary monster, no crazy psycho, just a typical side yard. Phew, that coulda been fr...fr-fr-fr...freaky. "]
[null,"             Turns out, that was wrong. There is something. A detail, first missed, that now fills you with anxiety again. A cellar door pokes out from the far corner of the house. Of course there's a cellar! What abandoned house doesn't! Worse, upon closer inspection, the doors....are slightly ajar. A busted lock sits on the ground. Oh shoot oh shoot oh shoot oh shoot oh shoot... What do you decide to do?"]
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[null,"Kerrreeaakkk...Whatever minimal light seeping in from outside barely fills the room. Slowly creeping downwards, the stairs make no effort to hide your presence. They cry and groan with every step, alerting any would-be inhabitant of your intruding presence. The wind whistles through the entry, carrying faint, but sinister, whispers to your ears. As if it was sentient, a light ignites, partially blinding you for a moment. Unexpectedly...the basement seems quite typical, not much different from your own. There's a laundry chute along one wall, a couple wine racks along another, and a furnace in the corner. Unsure and still uneasy, you gently tip-toe over towards a door on the opposite side. Out of your peripheral, you notice a slight, vivid orange. Behind the bars of the furnace door, there seems to be some burning embers inside, quietly simmering. That's strange, how is it still burning after all this time? There can't be anyone here, can there? Unless... As you get closer, a horrible stench invades your nose and you recoil, gagging and on the verge of hurling up your dinner. Yo that CAN'T be right...what is in there? Do you decide to investigate the furnace?"]
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[null,"Thinking quickly, you check the side yard for something, ANYTHING, that can be used to shut the cellar doors. Rummaging around through the piles of stuff, you find plenty of broken boards and soiled garbage. However, in the muck of it all, you find a shovel. Rotted handle and rusted head...It's better than nothing. Driving it through the handles, you give it a little tug. Seems sturdy enough. Nothin's getting out now! Breathing a sigh of relief, you trot off with a prideful strut in your step."]
[null,"              Knock. "]
[null,"              You freeze."]
[null,"             Knock, knock, knock. The knocking is coming from behind you... And knowing exactly the source, you hate to turn around, but you do it anyway. The knocking continues in steady bursts of 3: "]
[null,"             Knock, knock, knock. You slowly approach the cellar you just \"sealed\", the entire time debating whether or not you should get closer, closer, closer. And yet, throughout it all, the knocking doesn't stop. It keeps coming, incessantly but calmly, the doors go: "]
[null,"             Knock, knock, knock. You put your ear to the doors, and they shudder with the vibrations of the much too familiar:"]
[null,"             Knock, knock, knock. In a sweet, high pitched tone, you hear,"]
[null,"             \"Will you please let me out?\""]
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[null,"\"No way, C Train. We aren't 5 years old!\" C Train looks hurt, but unsurprised. He doesn't get much of a break, does he? "]
[null,"\"Alright, C Train, you're gettin the couch,\" Luke decides. \"And I better not hear a PEEP out of you the entire night!\" C Train sulks over to the living room in disappointment, everyone else clears out. You head for the stairs."]
[null,"Although not initially noticeable, the muskiness and mustiness bombards your nostrils. Whirling back, you struggle not to completely recoil out of disgust. C Train nearly hits the deck after barely sniffing the foul odor. Maybe choosing the master bedroom wasn't such a good idea... "]
[null,"The stair boards creak with every step, sometimes even bending under your weight. Navigating through the darkness with only your phones' flashlights, you occasionally run into the banister a couple times before reaching the top. Oh thank GOODness. It smells MUCH better up here."]
[null,"Maybe you made the right choice after all?"]
[null,"Barely managing to find the master bedroom, you drop your stuff. I guess I'll give myself a lil tour of the place before going to bed. Overall, first impressions are good. The king bed looks and feels quite comfortable, although that could be a different story in the morning. A painting hangs on the wall nearby, faded and impossible to make out. A couple tapestries match the rug underneath. It's not quite clear what it represents, but it does remind you of a dragon. Why would someone want their room dragon-themed? Stepping into the attached bathroom, there is an extremely shiny, silver bathtub. Jackpot! Eagerly turning its adorned handles, only thick, black sludge drips from the faucet. Yo, that is GNARLY! Turning around, you meet your reflection. Although--\"WOAH!\""]
[null,"You jump back, hands nearly touching the icky goop. Wh-wh-wh-what...did I just see??? For only a moment, a fraction of a second, an image flickered. While extremely brief, time slowed when you saw the mirror, as if it wanted you to get a good, long look at it. It was...familiar. You try to recall what it was. "]
[null,"It was you, but not quite you. The pupils were red and your face was stricken. Black veins coursed throughout your skin. No, it was anything BUT you. It couldn't have been... You quickly check the mirror again. Besides a few cracks in the glass, you look perfectly fine..."]
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[null,"             Without even a second thought, you spin around. Your foot kicks off the ground, and you sprint away from whatever-the-heck-coulda-gotten-out-of-the-basement. Your vision tunneled, your eyes lock onto the car, as if you're a missile that acquired its target. Once again, your thoughts begin to overwhelm you. Go go go go go What the heck What the heck What the heck. Why is this literally a horror movie? We have to leave. How am I gonna convince em? They're gonna think I'm some kinda idi--Booowhhhaawwwwmmm. Times slows, and your face slams into a solid wall. Your nose squishes and your lips grimace in pain. Across from you, Luke starts tumbling to the ground as you fall backward. Oops."]
[null,"\"Connor, what the freak is your deal???\" Ethan yells. \"There's no way you could've missed Luke. And what're you breathing so hard for anyway?\" Blood flows into your face, hot, red, steaming. Your ears start to ring. Luke groans a bit on the ground."]
[null,"\"No, guys, jus-just listen to me,\" you start."]
[null,"\"Don't tell me you're wiggin out just like C Train over here?\""]
[null,"\"No, I swear I'm not.\" Ethan raises a brow in skepticism. \"Ok, look, when I was going up to the house, I saw---\""]
[null,"\"YO, WHAT THE FREAK CONNOR!\" Luke bellows in anger. \"I WAS LITERALLY BRINGING IN THE LUGGAGE WHEN YOU KNOCKED ME DOWN!\""]
[null,"\"Yeah, I'm sorry, that was my bad, but hear me out---\" Luke grabs you by the collar, locking his fist into pounding position. Ethan gets between the two of you."]
[null,"\"Hold on Luke, hold it. Connor is wildin', like for real. Maybe he really did see something...\" Ethan looks at the ground, as if pondering for the first time in his life."]
[null,"\"Fine, but if it was nothing, then I'm whoopin' your butt!\" Luke threatens. He glares at you menacingly, and you just now notice C Train observing the altercation from the background."]
[null,"\"Alright, as I was saying, when I came up to the house, I saw this figure quickly move out of my view. When I went to investigate, I lost him--\""]
[null,"\"SEE!\" Luke yells in triumph, pointing at you with a finger of victory."]
[null,"\"BUT, I did notice that the cellar doors were locked up. Not only that, but the lock was busted.\" Ethan gets a bit nervous, pacing from foot to foot, while Luke's smile slowly disappears into a confused frown."]
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[null,"Your stomach twists and churns as you get closer, the smell gets fouler and more putrid with every step. Your dinner is about to make a break for it, but your curiousity is insatiable: What is in there? Even with saliva rising to your mouth, you grasp the iron bar and heave it upward. NO...that canNOT be what I think it is...Oh gosh, I really am gonna hurl. Turning around, you get ready to heave, but through sheer willpower, you force it back down. Doing a double take, you realize you weren't imagining the furnace's interior."]
[null,"In order to avoid grossing out sensitive audiences, the narrator feels that it is sufficient to describe it simply as: a corpse. It is unclear to you what it's a corpse of, but with the smell, it's unmistakably dead. Did a murder take place nearby and someone needed to dispose of the victim, or is this just a ghetto cremation laboratory? Hard to say really....although a darker thought comes to mind. Maybe....just maybe, this is somebody's --"]
[null,"\"Oh great, you found my dinner.\""]
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[null,"Out of pure, quite possibly terrible instinct, you dart for the door into the house. Furiously turning the handle, the door swings open easily, granting you the escape you so desperately desired. The smell, on the other hand, while fading, appears to be unescapable.  You climb the stairs on all fours, galloping up to the surface. You feel a sense of relief as you get closer to the top. Maybe I'll actually make it out of here alive! Although...something's not right. I should've reached the door by now...how many stairs are there?? You push harder, sprinting at full force to make it to the top. It just doesn't work. The door is seemingly within your grasp, but it continues to elude you, as if it was...mocking you...at your attempt to escape. Come....ON! Your last burst of energy spent, you collapse onto the railing. What in actual tarNATION is going on with this house??? "]
[null,"Looking around this tiny corridor, you seem to be stuck right in the middle of the stairwell. You count a total of 10 steps, and you know you climbed much, much more than that. It's almost like some sort of--Limbo! Your breath begins to pick up again, and your heartbeat increases. No, no...how is this possible? I can't be stuck here forever! I have my whole life to live! An idea pops into your head. Maybe one of your friends can get you out! "]
[null,"\"HELP!\" you yell \"HELP, PLEASE! Luke, Ethan, C Train, just ANYONE, HELP! It's CONNOR! I NEED ONE OF YOU TO OPEN THE DOOR---PLEASE!\""]
[null,"Your cries get more desperate and exasperated as you begin choking on sobs. You shrink down onto the steps, overcome by a combination of hiccups, tears, and gasps. You hug the wall, salty fluid streaming from your eyes. Is this how it ends for you? Cradling yourself in the darkness, will you spend whatever few moments of life you have left here? Maybe if you had done things differently you--"]
[null,"\"Connor?\" Hope fills your bosom, and you get a grip on your bawling. Your eyes dart upward...the door! It's open!!!! A light is flashing on you, and you can't see who it is. Putting down the light...it's C Train! "]
[null,"\"Oh my gosh C TRAIN! Thank you, thank you so much!\" You start to cry again, but C Train cuts you off."]
[null,"\"Connor, what happened?\" C Train starts coming down the steps."]
[null,"\"NO!\" you cry out. \"DON'T COME DOWN THE STEPS! IT'S A TRAP!\" C Train is puzzled, but he does as you commanded. \"Here, just grab my hand and pull me up.\" "]
[null,"\"Connor, what do you mean, just come up the stairs.\""]
[null,"\"NO! No, I-I can't. Here, just reach out.\" C Train sticks his hand out, but it isn't enough. You start to cry again."]
[null,"\"Connor, just take--a step---up---the stairs. Try it.\" Reluctantly, you stand up. Holding fast onto the iron railing, you take a step up. Sure enough, you get closer to C Train. A smile breaks out upon your face and you start laughing for joy! You take another, and another, and soon after you reach the top! You stick your arms out wide and clutch C Train between them, embracing him out of gratitude. C Train freezes."]
[null,"\"So, do you mind explaining to me what in the scientific world just happened to you?\""]
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[null,"             As you continue to work your way out of shock, panting heavily, C Train stares at you in bewilderment. \"Soooo, I understand that you're struggling to calm yourself, but the sooner you can explain all this, the better.\" "]
[null,"\"Right, uh....okay. I...I don't know how it happened. I was coming up the basement stairs when suddenly I just got stuck.\""]
[null,"\"Stuck as in...?\""]
[null,"\"Stuck as in like a....like some sort of time and space phenomena. Like uh, what was it? A---\""]
[null,"\"Limbo,\" you both say simultaneously. \"Connor, you do realize limbos are physically impossible, right? I hypothesize that you were imagining it, likely due to sleep deprivation, as you had declared earlier.\""]
[null,"\"I mean, maybe, but it just felt so real! And you saw how exhausted I was, I was giving everything I had to make it out of that stairwell! It just doesn't make any sense...\" As C Train ponders about your experience, something catches your eye. Out of your peripheral, you see the door to the kitchen shake. And it wasn't just the door, it was the door frame. \"Yo, C Train?\" "]
[null,"\"What?\""]
[null,"\"You're not gonna believe this, but I swear that doorframe just moved.\" Turning his attention to where you're pointing, he puts on a face of confusion and frustration. "]
[null,"\"Connor, for the last time, you are not yourself. You just need to refresh---\" He stops mid sentence. Clicckckcklick....Clicckkcckkclick..... Clicckkkckcick. You both stare at the source. As if possessed by some malevolent spirit, the doorframe quakes within the wall. C Train's jaw hits the gnarly floor. As it violently vibrates, it moves across the wall, slowly, but unmistakably. \"I canNOT believe IT!\" C Train exclaims. As if taunted, the whole house begins to rumble and shake. Walls begin to churn, exchanging places with one another in some grim, unexplainable dance. "]
[null,"\"C Train! We gotta get to the front door!\" You both take off reaching for it, hands almost clasping the knob, until it shoots up onto the ceiling and disappears out of view."]
[null,"\"Well, crap,\" you say as a wall cuts right between you and C Train...."]
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[null,"As C Train disappears from view, the walls swirl around you, as if stuck in some transdimensional whirlpool. The roar of racing timber and grinding concrete is nearly deafening. You cover your ears and sink to the ground, desperate to escape all the noise. How did we ever get in this situation? As you swallow yourself in self-pity, the walls continue to close in. \"Connor, don't give up. Your sorrow is only holding you back.\""]
[null,"\"C-C Train?\" you ask. But the walls only respond with wooden thunder."]
[null,"\"Hey, get up and quit being such a wuss!\" Luke's voice shouts from beyond."]
[null,"\"Yeah, what Luke said,\" in a voice not unlike Ethan's."]
[null,"\"Guys, where are you?!?!? I can't see you!!\" you scream, hoping it can overcome the storm of sliding sheetrock. You slink back down in discouragement. Hot tears begin to well up in your eyes, and your breaths get sharper and quicker."]
[null,"\"Connor, we're not gonna tell you again. Find a way out of here!\" "]
[null,"What if....what if there really is a way out of here? Along the room are three doors, each whisking around quite quickly, but if you could time it just right, maybe you could get through one of them!"]
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[null,"You stand up in defiance of the walls, in defiance of this house, in defiance...of your fear! I WILL find a way out of this place! You lock your eyes onto the left door, and, waiting just for the right moment, you latch onto it. As it careens around the wall, you hold fast onto its handle, finally gaining the strength to pull down on it. It opens! You throw yourself into the next room..."]
[null,"With the walls continuing to be a swirling mess, you can barely make out what room it is. Could this be...the living room? You honestly have no idea, and neither do I. Still, this could be the right way...."]
[null,"Analyzing the room, you notice that there are once again 3 doors. Geez looweez. Alright, it's gotta be one of these, right?"]
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[null,"You stand up in defiance of the walls, in defiance of this house, in defiance...of your fear! I WILL find a way out of this place! You lock your eyes onto the middle door, and, waiting just for the right moment, you latch onto it. As it careens around the wall, you hold fast onto its handle, finally gaining the strength to pull down on it. It opens! You throw yourself into the next room..."]
[null,"With the walls continuing to be a swirling mess, you can barely make out what room it is. Could this be...the kitchen? You honestly have no idea, and neither do I. Still, this could be the right way...."]
[null,"Analyzing the room, you notice that there are once again 3 doors. Goodness gracious. Which one of you is gonna get me outta here?"]
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[null,"You stand up in defiance of the walls, in defiance of this house, in defiance...of your fear! I WILL find a way out of this place! You lock your eyes onto the right door, and, waiting just for the right moment, you latch onto it. As it careens around the wall, you hold fast onto its handle, finally gaining the strength to pull down on it. It opens! You throw yourself into the next room..."]
[null,"With the walls continuing to be a swirling mess, you can barely make out what room it is. Could this be...the master bedroom? You honestly have no idea, and neither do I. Still, this could be the right way...."]
[null,"Analyzing the room, you notice that there are once again 3 doors. Holy mackerel. How many of these doors are there?"]
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[null,"             Continuing to stare at the endless movement and shifting of the walls, you feel nothing but hopelessness. Absolute hopelessness as the house leers itself uncontrollably, closer, closer, and closer to you. No control, no escape, no salvation. You succumb to these dark and bitter feelings, and feel yourself sinking into the floor. Consumed by grief and anguish, you close your eyes, never to open them again. It is an eternity within the roiling walls, which never stop, never stop, never stop. As time goes on, for who knows how long you have been here, you fall deeper and deeper into the pit of despair. No hope to lift you up, you clutch harder to this internal darkness. Forever and ever, you will stay here. The end, yet with no end... .  .  .    .      .          .           .            .                      .                                    .                                         .                                       . "]
[null,"And with that, we will leave you there. No point in depressing you further. While an exceptionally unfortunate ending, feel free to go through this adventure again, and try different choices! Hopefully you can cheer yourself up with a much more pleasant ending! "]
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[null,"Throwing yourself through another door, you land inside the room. Albeit...this doesn't look like the exit....it's a dead end! However, in the corner, you notice Luke! Eyes wide, head darting between every wall, he is the epitome of a frightened puppy. Never thought I'd see Luke this terrified. You approach him, his hair messy and frazzled, deep, shadowy lines beneath his eyes. He has NOT had a good night. \"Luke, come with me!\""]
[null,"\"CONNOR! I'm so glad to see you!\" He frantically grabs your hand. \"Please, help me!\""]
[null,"\"Luke, we gotta work together to get out of here. Stick with me!\" He nods his head hysterically in agreement."]
[null,"You and him backtrack to square one..."]
[null,"P.S. - Due to the laziness of the author, please make a note that you have found Luke, as no other pages in this adventure will acknowledge that you have. Assume he is with you from here on out."]
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[null,"Throwing yourself through another door, you land inside the room. Albeit...this doesn't look like the exit....it's a dead end! Arggghhh!  You trace your steps back to the start...."]
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[null,"Throwing yourself through another door, you land inside the room. Albeit...this doesn't look like the exit....it's a dead end! Arggghhh!  As you're about to turn yourself around, you notice something lying on the floor. It seems...humanoid, but it isn't moving much. You carefully approach it, realizing, much to your content, that it's C Train. His glasses lie on the floor next to him, and his tongue is sticking way further out of his mouth than you thought was humanly possible. He is out...cold. "]
[null,"              You try shaking him. Nothing. You try yelling at him. Nothing. You try smacking him about. Not. a. reaction. How do I get this knucklehead to just WAKE UP??? Then, the idea of all ideas hits you. Perhaps none will even come close in magnificence to this within the century. You decide...to lick him."]
[null,"Editor's Note: What in the world did the narrator just say? Are you seriously going to lick him? No, no, STOP. STOP IT. Don't you dare put your tongue on his face. Oh my word you just did it. I, I don't even know what to do anymore...   "]
[null," - End Note"]
[null,"           With a flurry of rushing emotions of pain, confusion, gratitude, and even more confusion, C Train stands himself up within a millisecond. \"Wh-why is my cheek wet?\""]
[null,"\"No clue,\" you 'innocently' respond ;)"]
[null,"\"Interesting...all I remember was everything going black once we were separated...\" C Train ponders. You roll your eyes."]
[null,"\"No time to get caught up in the past, let's get out of here!\""]
[null,"\"Right!\" You both take off, eager to find the actual exit."]
[null,"P.S. - Due to the laziness of the author, please make a note that you have found C Train, as no other pages in this adventure will acknowledge that you have. Assume he is with you from here on out."]
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[null,"Throwing yourself through another door, you land inside the room. Wait, no, this isn't a room...this is OUTSIDE of the HOUSE! You howl for joy, wildly throwing yourself into the air with your limbs waving all about you. The largest smile that you have ever smiled spreads across your face, and you close your eyes out of relief. You did it! You escaped the house! But...what about your friends? Should you try to help them as well, or are they a lost cause? Is it even a win without the people you care about? "]
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[null,"Throwing yourself through another door, you land inside the room. Albeit...this doesn't look like the exit....it's a dead end! Arggghhh!  So much for \"Choosing the Right!\" Something catches your eye. What you initially thought was an ottoman turns out to be none other than a curled up human assuming the fetal position. You approach it carefully...unsure of what it could be. Suddenly...it TURNS ITS HEAD TOWARD YOU! You scream! It screams back!"]
[null,"            Recoiling, you realize it was only Ethan. \"Ethan, what the heck was that for???\""]
[null,"\"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. I was only trying to reach my happy place...\" Ethan curls himself harder, tightening the little bundle of limbs that he is. His happy place? Y'know what, I'll ask later."]
[null,"\"Ethan, get up! We gotta get out of here! I think I can find a way out!\" you shout."]
[null,"\"What makes you say that?\" Ethan shouts back."]
[null,"\"I literally found you,\" you retort."]
[null,"\"Good point.\" Ethan lifts himself off the ground, and you pull him up. With a little bit more encouragement, you guys head back to where you started."]
[null,"P.S. - Due to the laziness of the author, please make a note that you have found Ethan, as no other pages in this adventure will acknowledge that you have. Assume he is with you from here on out."]
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[null," And there it is. A conclusion to our story. You have escaped this vicious house, and kept yourself alive for it! Whether you made it out with your friends or not matters not, for you have achieved VICTORY over this obstacle. But...who will believe what you have just endured?"]
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[null,"             Without much exchange of words, you and C Train get to bed. You stoke the fireplace, and whatever firewood is left, you ignite, creating a miniature flame to provide some light and warmth. You both sit around the hearth. As you stare into the orange, wisping embers, C Train taps your shoulder. \"Y'know Connor, I sometimes really hate those other two. Always putting us down, acting like they're in charge. It makes me sick.\" A horde of butterflies take flight in your stomach. You gulp. \"It just makes me want to put them in their place. Free us from their oppression.\" The fire reflects off his eyes, sinister and malevolent. \"Maybe...maybe tonight is when they'll finally learn. No longer will we have to fear them, Connor.\" He lifts his hand and grasps your shoulder. He stares at you intently. \"Would you like that?\" What the ever living heck is he talking about..."]
[null,"\"Uh, sure.\" You quickly stand up and plop yourself on the couch. You eagerly cuddle yourself under the blanket. As you close your eyes, you see C Train, continuing to stare into the fire. He better not do anything stupid. You try to relax, but in your head you hear his voice. \"It just makes me want to put them in their place......maybe....maybe tonight is when they'll finally learn....would you like that, Connor?\""]
[null,"Tossing and turning, haunted by C Train's words, you think you hear a bump behind you. Followed by some creaks, you instantly awaken. You're not sure if you actually got any sleep, but your eyes are wide open now. You don't dare make a move though. Laying as still as possible, you slow your breathing. Your ears pick up ambient ringing. After some time, you pick your head up. The fire is out, and C Train is nowhere to be seen. Odd, I thought he'd be sleeping by now. "]
[null,"             THUD! You flinch out of instinct. It sounded like it was the floor above you. Wait...that's where Luke and Ethan are sleeping....and C Train isn't here....what did he say? \"Maybe...maybe tonight is when they'll finally learn.\" OH SHOOT! No, he better not. He'll get himself beaten halfway to death! You debate whether you actually get up or not. What do you do?"]
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[null,"I have to find out what that was! You leap up off the couch and your legs take off towards the stairs. Hands grabbing the balcony, your arms pull you forward, bounding up the stairs like an ape. Reaching the top, your eyes furiously point in all directions, analyzing the surroundings. Both rooms have their doors open, but you sprint straight to Ethan's. Standing just outside the door, you poke your head in. He's nowhere to be see on his bed, but there are big, red splotches all over its sheets. As you tip-toe in a bit further, you see him...or what's left of him anyway. "]
[null,"             You start to panic, your heart races, your breath quickens, and the air barely reaches your lungs. Lying on the ground, Ethan clutches a gaping hole in his stomach, trying his best to keep calm. You, on the other hand, have no restraints, and practically leap right on top of him. "]
[null,"\"ETHAN! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU????\" you desperately try to get his wavering attention, dipping in and out of conciousness. Blood starts to pool on the floor around him and he leans his head on one side to look at you. With quivering lips and shallow breaths, he barely lets out:"]
[null,"\"Luke...help....Luke...before...\" he keeps mumbling on, but you drop him and stand up out of shock. What do you do?"]
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[null,"As you approach Luke's room, you notice his door is wide open. Running in, you see a sight you never could've imagined. In front of the bed, locked within each others' hands, C Train, with a ferocious, wild rage upon his face, is trying to subdue Luke. Luke, firmly pushing away C Train's wrists, has a very similar expression, yet the watermark of total fear is unmistakable. Both heave and groan, trying to gain an advantage over the other. C Train's victory condition: a rusted knife in his right land, likely found in the house's kitchen. Luke's: unclear and completely lacking. As you rushed in, they both dart their eyes toward you, but still keep tabs on their opponent. Both seem slightly relieved that you showed up."]
[null,"\"CONNOR! HELP ME! C TRAIN'S GONE INSANE!' Luke bellows, still wincing from the ever approaching blade towards his chest."]
[null,"\"Connor, you know...what you have....to do!\" C Train asserts, cold and calm, yet grim and malevolent. He continues to push, unfazed by the fact you are witnessing his attempt at murder. "]
[null,"\"NO, CONNOR, DON'T LISTEN TO HIM! I'M YOUR FRIEND!\" Luke starts to freak out at your indecision."]
[null,"\"Nonsense...all you've ever done...was torture him!\" C Train retaliates. Suddenly, he whisks his left hand free of Luke's grasp, and clutches the knife with both hands, putting everything he has into driving it downward. Luke reacts just as quickly though, and is able to just barely hold back C Train's arm. Now is the time to make a decision, what will it be?"]
[null,"\"PLEASE!\""]
[null,"\"Justice...will be....ours!\""]
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[null,"Whether due to paralyzing fear or lazy apathy, you find yourself perfectly content with staying in bed. As exhaustion overwhelms you, and you are enveloped by inky blackness, you begin to fall back asleep, but not before you hear another THUD! Too...tired...to pay...attention. You roll over and lose conciousness."]
[null,"             Yellow and orange light pierces your eyelids, soft but noticeable. You begin to stir from your sleep, groaning and smacking the coushions on the couch with your flailing arms. You sit up, eyes half open, but you feel quite refreshed. Dang, this was a good sleeping place. I'm glad we chose to stay here after all. You rub your eyes. Dawnlight floods the house, and it has a new life to it. Not nearly as decrepit and ruined as it was last night, the day rejuvenates it into youthfulness. Gazing around, you notice C Train walking about the kitchen. He turns around, and his shirt looks like it's covered in...ketchup and BBQ sauce? Weird breakfast..."]
[null,"\"Good morning, Connor. I hope you slept well,\" he greets you."]
[null,"\"Yeah, yeah I did. How about you? I didn't see you after I fell asleep.\" He shrugs."]
[null,"\"Oh, I am more refreshed than ever!\" he exclaims, beaming from ear to ear. \"Today is a new day for us, Connor.\" Uh, I mean, he's not wrong. "]
[null,"\"Are Ethan and Luke still asleep?\" you ask. C Train looks off to the side, as if a little puzzled."]
[null,"\"I guess you could say that.\" You raise an eyebrow. \"I doubt they'll be up for a while.\" I mean, I know they like to sleep in, but I figured they'd wanna get back out on the road. You suddenly remember your conversation with C Train last night. It pushes its way to the front of your brain, and you start to buzz a bit. You stand up and start heading up the stairs. \"Uh, I'm not sure you'll want to go up there. I don't think they want to be disturbed this early.\" You ignore him and start running up, catching every 3 steps per stride. Looking foward, you hear him drop everything and chase after you. CRAP CRAP CRAP. Barging into Luke's room, you are confronted with a horrific sight. Never, ever could you have imagined what you see before your eyes. "]
[null,"\"C Train...wh-wh-wh-wh,\" you mumble. Your tongue refuses to articulate and you begin senselessly garbling out sounds."]
[null,"\"Connor, I know. I finally did what we never had the strength to do before,\" C Train says calmly. Much too calmly for this situation. Your head gets heavy, and your eyes get drowsy. Rocking from side to side, you try to catch yourself as you swoon, but your hands hit the floor, soon followed by your face. \"This is difficult to take in, I know, but you'll be grateful for it...\" As he continues to spout on about his righteous crusade, his words get fuzzier and muffled, and you are swallowed up in darkness..."]
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[null,"After seeing C Train's vicious atrocities, and the abominations he fully committed, you realized you didn't stand a chance. You had to escape, because who knows? C Train could come after you next. And what will you do when you next see him? Will you exact vengeance for the lives he had taken, or will you stay silent? Will the fear of C Train's wrath keep you quiet? Could you ever forgive him for these egregious acts? Would you, yourself, ever be driven to take such evil measures? Could you take another person's life? What could've have pushed him so? What drove him to forget all sense of logic and throw everything to the wind? How will you look on another person after this horrific, traumatizing experience? Can you ever trust again? Or will they be ready to stab you when they least expect it? Perhaps...you should be grateful. How? Well, grateful for the fact that you still have your life. That you were not the victim Luke and Ethan were. Yes, a tiny speck of optimism in this bleak cavern of depression. You contemplate all these things, and many more, as you exit the home, slowly, yet willfully. You hear struggles of combat and indiscriminate yelling, but they can't get through to you now. You have already made up your mind, and that is what matters most of all. You close the front door behind you as you walk off into the pitch black grassland, caught up in endless thoughts. We will never know how you spent the rest of your life, but we only know that this night will haunt you for the rest of that very same life. Darkness and thoughts, darkness and thoughts.             "]

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