You pick up the black bottle with a skull on it.
"I was hoping you'd pick that one." The alchemist says.
You drink it quickly, and instantly begin bleeding from your eyes. Your fingers shrivel and fall off. Your hair lights on fire. You die painfully, but quickly.
YOU HAVE DIED
TRY AGAIN
SERIOUSLY WHY WOULD YOU PICK THE ONE WITH THE SKULL
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777: A Choose Your Own Adventure Story
AdventureYou've just woken up in a mysterious place. How will you find out what happened to you? Will you ever find your way home? This story is completely gender-neutral. Formerly titled "999" but changed as I found out that there is a published CYOA called...
