You broke The Game

The Confusion Ending

In the memory, it showed [YN] starting her day with herself playing about in the elevator.

[YN] laughed as she danced in the Elevator, twirling her gown and laughing in glee. The Narrator couldn't help but laugh and hum with her.

She would make funny faces as she did this, getting the Narrator to laugh hysterically and break character practically. She felt his presence over her somehow, watching her dance about, until she felt a hand glide down her shoulder.

She jumped suddenly, forgetting herself for a moment, before reaching out to touch his invisible form. A pair of hands took hers and suddenly twirled her, making her squeak and laugh suddenly as she was dipped. "You can dance?!"

"Sort of. Not sure how I know~" He said happily.

"I love it!" She giggled and danced with him, wishing she could see him properly. "This is fun! We should dance all the time!" She said and smiled.

"Perhaps we will." He said in a delighted tone, before he lifted her up and touched her cheek softly. [YN] flushed a bit, looking down at her feet before she felt him take her hands again to dance. She laughed softly.

"I can see you sometimes. Like a glimpse of a figure." She said.

"You must be particularly sensitive to it." He said, curious. "Others cannot see it. I only impress sensation, not appearance."

She wondered why that was, reaching out to touch a face and growing so curious. "You feel my touch too?" She asked him.

"I can....And it feels...warm." He said curiously, before his form disappeared from her.

"We should continue on." He said, seemingly nervous about being too close. [YN] was pouting hard now. "Oh come on..." She fussed but the Narrator wasn't having it.

"No. No. We are close enough for now." He said and [YN] sighed, deciding to go through the freedom ending as she didn't have much choice and both were too nervous to try the countdown ending. Nobody wanted to touch that button ever again.

Later she was hanging around the office, seeing the bucket was there but not wanting to touch it. She went to peak out the window that was complete whiteness. "Helllooooooooo?" She sang out, before squeaking as she felt a hand push her out the window. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH-"

She grunted as she hit...something soft? She blinked, before realizing she had landed on a mattress outside the window. "Narry what the FUCK?!"

The Narrator was laughing hysterically at this, knowing he had caught her completely off guard. "Hahahahaah Gotchaaa. Poor [YN] had taken a tumble out the window. But luckily it was part of the Narrator's plan all along. She then praised the game for its insightful and witty commentary into the nature of video game structure and its examination of structural narrative tropes."

[YN] was making a face the entire time, before she laid back against the white wall, wishing she had a soda or even a cigarette at this point.

"So now that you're here, what do you think? Isn't this a fun and unique place to be? Why don't we take a minute just to drink it all in! Okay I'm over it now. What do you think, are you sick of this gag yet?" He asked her, amused by her expressions.

"No. You may continue." She said then, a wry smirk on her face. The Narrator then gave a soft laugh. "Well, are you opposed to a song at all?" He asked her and [YN]'s face dropped, before she began to laugh. "Nope. Continue."