You see yourself within a room filled with computers and chairs. There is a knock at the door, you go too see who it is. You see... [[...a bearded student with too many bags.|The commander]] [[...long locks of brown.|Bird]] [[...nothing. Go north?|North]]You see your fellow classmate, a peruvian, beeming from ear to ear. With a slight tilt of his head the smile become quickly unsettling. [[Open the door.|outside door]] [[Don't open the door.|denial]] [[Go north.|North]]You open the door. Many turkeys, gobling with malice, swarm you. You feel many sharp beaks tear your flesh from your bones. You shouldn't of had that second helping at Thanksgiving dinner. The end. (Just....why?)You head north without worry when the ground escapes from you. You try to catch yourself, but it is too much. You fall out the window. You brush yourself off, finding yourself outside. [[Head back to the lab|outside door]] [[Go home and get a pizza|pizza]] [[Head north? again?|North again]] You step into the hallway joining a lone peruvian. He greets you. "Are you here to work on projects too?" [[Nod your head.|yes door]] [[Shake your head.|no door]] [[Ignore him and get Pizza.|pizza]] Your stomach growls. A pizza sounds good right now. There is a cheese stuffed crust pizza at home. You go home and eat some pizza. The end. (Congratulations, you didn't die!)Proud of your accomplishments, you continue your journey north. Halfway across the road, you find a hill blocked by a line of cars. [[Turn around and head back to the lab.|outside door]] [[Think of a plan.|death by car]] [[Third times a charm. Go North.|North 3]]While comteplating your next move, a Prius, silent like the mighty jaguar, rams into you sending you flying through the air. With your final moments airborne, you feel like you should have just gotten a pizza. The end. (Congratulations, you died!)You easily traverse the blockade. Having reach the summit of the hill your reach your car in the parking lot. [[Pizza?|pizza]]Having denied the peruvian entry, you return to your seat. Moments later, a ominous shadow envolpes you. It's the peruvian, he bellows loudly and sits down behind you. Throughout the rest of the night you half-heartedly work. The weight of guilt crushing your soul. Peruvian guilt. The end. (Congratulations? You got your work done...sorta?)Having steeled your resolve, you enter the lab with the peruvian. You two work throughout the night and order a pizza. It was good. The end. (Congratulations, you got your work done!)Shaking your head, an obvious lie during finals week, you re-enter the lab. Throughout the rest of the night you waste your valuable time reinforcing your lie. You get no work done and jelously watch as the peruvian eats pizza without you. The end. (Failure, you got no work done or pizza.)