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There are four people in this facility. "Oh, that's actually better," I said to myself when I walked in the chamber I was to sleep in. The walls are all blank, with nine different buttons. Nine different choices. I pressed the red button. Nothing happened at first, but after it did, the room went completely black. Then, the room lit up with horrible images of what happend to each of us. The house where Ilive burns down, the old lady who runs the place killed, the local shop where I worked burnt down to the ground. I felt horrible. I pressed the blue button. The music kept playing, but the images of our previous lives didn't get distorted. Just made it seem intentional. The helicopter attacked me. That helicopter was the only thing that got me here. The chopper's blades killed who I was, stacked up into a pile of meat, arms twisted, bones broken, blood pouring out of every possible area. I watch the man fly away up to space. I watched him fly away. I pressed the green button. That was the button I wanted to press. I made the decision to do this. The music was louder, but it wasn't loud enough. I pressed the yellow button. The music stopped. I made my decision when I watched frozen. I made my decision when I frozen. I pressed the red button.

I tried pressing the nine different buttons. Nothing happened. I slammed my fist on the "number nine" button. Nothing. I slapped my hand on the buttons. Nothing. I tried to pick up my feet, I couldn't move my legs. Then, I screamed. My senses were completely numb, but one drop of water was making its way to my ears. I looked at my feet. I was still standing, because I had my good leg, but the other one was gone. Somehow, it got torn off after I tried to stand. If I was moving, I would have seen it break the floor under me. The water stopped, and I could see my blood. It was seeping through my skin. The water dropped from my skin, into my wound. My wound bled really bad. It hurt a lot, but my mind was a blur.

I woke up. My wound was rotting three years ago. My eyes opened, my ears opened even further, and my brain became a parallel processor. The person who woke me up was going to do my job. My job was to press the button. I wouldn't do it, so he took over. I was free. I didn't know what to do. I walked out the room, the only door open was the one to the outside. I took off my shirt, and got ready to be frozen to death. I jumped out the gaping hole. It was night. I fell through the sky, the cold wind blowing through my lungs. But when I hit the cold ground, I felt nothing. The cold water washed over me, it was cold, but I didn't feel it. The water cooled me down. I was in a pool of water. The water was okay. I breathed underwater. The water was clean. I moved my arms, my lungs didn't hurt. It was just like when I just woke up in that chamber. I looked under my body, I saw I was in my underwear. I looked at the moon. It was smiling at me. The water rippled behind me, I turned around. Some fish were swimming to me. I didn't need fish. I needed to sleep, I would wake up tomorrow. The fish swam back to their place. I was cold, and I was going to die, but for some reason, tonight was the first night of the rest of my almost almost infinite life. I was not cold, and I was not scared. What do I do?

I walked around the facility. The other three people were still there. They were in the same position I was in when I woke up, their lives flashing before their eyes. I clicked on the button. I pulled the handle