Enter the door on the left

You go through the door, and slam it shut behind you.

You're relieved to see that this doesn’t look like a dungeon, more like a library, books lining every wall. A young woman with brown hair sits in a large leather chair, her hands resting in her lap. On the table in front of her, a chess set is laid out.

“Don’t worry, you can seek refuge in here,” she tells you, “for as long as you like, maybe longer. Hope your name’s not {if@ Male==true}John{else}Jane{endif} Doe like all the others.” Before you can answer, she continues. “I think I’ll call you You. Hello, You, I’m Me.”

You look at her sitting there, in her leather jacket, not sure what to make of her.

“The strong silent type,” she says, a smile on her face. “Maybe we could play a game, a game of You, and at the end you can fuck Me.”