You wake up to find yourself lying flat in an unfamiliar and utterly filthy room. Your head pounds as you sit up and survey your surroundings. "Ohhhhww. . . What hit me?" You notice the room is dimly lit by a hanging bulb that threatens to flicker out any moment. Large piles of debris are scattered about the small room, and there are no windows. "Hey, who said that? Where am I?" To your left, right and straight ahead of you there are sinister looking doors. You do not fully comprehend your situation, but you must choose one of these doors. One door- "Hey! Are you ignoring me?" -Leads to salvation. One leads to an endless maze of halls and passages that will trap you forever, and the third leads to eternal damnation. You must- "Wait,Β what? Are youΒ serious?" YOU MUST CHOOSE A DOOR. "Why? The exit's right there." In the cold, frightened core of your heart, you know that there is no escape from the desolate predicament you now find yourself in. "Dude, the doors right there. It even says so. See? 'Exit', right on the front. Big letters too." After a moments struggle, you come to realize the futility of resistance and return once more to the crossroads of passages. There is no way out. "Only because some bastard locked up the exit-" You grumble to yourself as you contemplate- "It was you wasn't it? Jerk." CONTEMPLATE YOUR FATE. "Fine, fine. Eenie, meenie, miney. . . That one." -You say to yourself as you chose the door to your left. Unbeknownst to you is that that particular door leads only to misery, death, and the destruction of your very soul. "What? Oh HELL no!" A sudden burst of intuitive clarity causes you to leap away back before the door closes behind you, sealing your fate. "It wasn't intuition, you just said-" You must make your choice between the remaining two doors.   With a sigh, you go towards the one in the middle. "I know what I'm doing-" You mutter- "-I don't need you telling me. Prick." You take hold of the doorknob to the passage that will lead you to wander the maze for all eternity, oblivious to the fate that will soon befall you. Deathless, mindless and hopeless, your rotting corpse will still walk on long after- "Gah!" -You cry as youΒ once againΒ leap back from your choice of passage.