I got to the ending, and obviously, I did not take the other option. It struck me as full of narrative cowardice, for Romeo and Juliet to suddenly go, "you know what? Nah." And then, after beating the game, and full of love and emotion in my heart and curiosity on the brain, I looked up a youtube video of the other ending. And what I found was that Game Bakers employs the literary equivalent of history's greatest monster, whoever you may choose to ascribe that title to. The disbelief and perplexity that I had that such an option was even written was quickly replaced by anger. Disgust at the cowardice of the characters. Anger at the writer for writing it. Horror at the outcome. Terror that someone on their writing team is capable of that kind of literary violence. I thought about this for an entire week after beating the game. Who hurt you, in this way, mystery writer? What crimes against your heart led you to put pen to paper in this way? 4/10, some options don't need to be written in this already-bleak world of ours that is only held together by the love we hold for each other.

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