In an abandoned medical tower, you enter a glass elevator. When you press "Lobby," the elevator actually goes up. Different images of yourself appear in the reflections, each representing a different choice you didn't make. One of them whispers Reflection1: "So who exactly do you think was standing there when it all fell apart?"
The elevator stops. The reflections remain. The doors don't open (You whisper doubt to yourself doubt to the reflection) You: No, that's not me, that can't be me.
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