You know I think you really suck.”
I looked around and I am in a wide dark room. However I am featureless. I have a vague feeling that I have been here before many times.
The old man who spoke to you before coughs and spits to side.
“Come on hurry up and pick a light”
I hesitate. Running into the light is bad right?
“Geez you really do suck here have this pen and pencil…”
The old man prods you with his cudgel
“This is the magic list that only you can remember. Make sure you count the things you collect… Otherwise seriously you might forget.”
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He gives me note pad. It has a faded picture of an old bicycle with training wheels attached. And incase you couldn’t tell it was training wheels, it had notations stating:
‘These are your training wheels maybe if you are smart enough you will remember what’s happened and not go down the wrong path...
Seriously though for a soul to require training wheels… you stink.’
The old man nudges me with his cudgel.
Choose:
Path one
Path two
Path three
Path four
Path five
Path six
Path Seven
Path Eight
Path Nine
Path ten