A thought flashes across your mind, a memory. Oh, those dumb horror movie characters! Making such poor decisions! How utterly STUPID of them to absentmindedly invite upon themselves the agony we the audience are nondiagetically privy to. Inconceivable!

Is that what's happening now? A quick decision, made on egregiously incomplete knowledge, which will inevitably balloon into something you'll regret, kicking this session right back into the abyss you thought you were doomed to moments ago? You've been given a whole 6:66 minutes to think this through carefully, after all. You should probably take advantage of...

wait.

6:66?

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