Warning: contains Gotham season 1 finale spoilers! This is an account of the last scene re-imagined with a new character. First person POV because fuck off. You can still pretend it's you. In fact I think it's easier this way.

This story is written to represent an entirely platonic relationship but I suppose you can interpret it however you want. You take the place of Stanley, and after four years you start to realize different ways you can communicate with the narrator. It starts with body language, than gestures, than written, and your beginning to realize maybe you and The Narrator can get along, and maybe even escape. Note: This story is written based on the theory that The Stanley Parable is part of Aperture (from portal) and The Narrator is a core.

This is a story of a Woman called (Y/N).