...Huh?
I got up.
...Huh?
I got up.
ZENON: Hey, you. You’re finally awake. You were trying to cr-
ZENON: Wait, wrong script.
ADAM: ...What do you want?
ZENON: You haven't figured it out yet?
ZENON: You must be stupider than I thought.
ADAM: Shut up.
ZENON: Whatever.
ZENON: Listen, Adam.
ZENON: Your journey has been going on for a while now.
ZENON: And as I've been watching your progress, I couldn't help but notice...
ZENON: You are quite... unwilling.
ZENON: And I realized that people might mistake me for some sort of bad guy because of that.
ZENON: In that sense, you're not unlike a child screaming "you're not my father" in order to get away from his dad.
ZENON: But what you can't seem to realize is...
ZENON: I'm not here to hurt you, Adam.
ZENON: I'm trying to help you.
ADAM: Then let me go back home and stop bothering me.
ZENON: ...
ZENON: Everything you say disgusts me.
ZENON: But we're going to fix that right now!
ZENON: Because...
ZENON: I am going to enlighten you.
ZENON: I will let you know everything.
ZENON: Well, more like make you know, cuz Josh telling you didn't seem to work, but whatever.
ZENON: Here we go!
He lifted his index finger to my forehead and poked it.
ZENON: Boop!
And so, Adam remembered everything. He remembered being Josh. He remembered Ella. He remembered creating the bean man. He remembered his entire world being destroyed. He remembered being killed by the bean man. He remembered his many other lives. He remembered being in prison. He remembered being a detective. He remembered ending the world. He remembered being Eric, many iterations later. He remembered remembering his past lives. He remembered finally defeating the bean man. And he remembered starting over again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. He remembered being John. He remembered Emma. He remembered..........
ZENON: So?
ZENON: See how wrong you were?
I couldn't speak.
I just... remembered?
Then why does all this information feel... new?
ADAM: Zenon...
ZENON: Hmmmm, yes?
ADAM: You're the one who's wrong.
ZENON: ...Is that so.
ADAM: I'm not the person you think I am.
ADAM: My name is Adam!
ZENON: I know your fucking name!!!!!!
ZENON: It's always there, just to the left of your dialogue!!!
ADAM: What?
ZENON: Do you have any idea how many times I've typed it?!
ZENON: How could I not know your name?!?!
He flicked my forehead.
Adam realized that he didn't exist. He realized that his entire being was a collection of words. He realized that all of his struggles were completely meaningless, and that he would soon lose the ability to sense anything at all.
ADAM: No!
ADAM: No I didn't!
ADAM: Why aren't you listening to me?!
ADAM: This isn't some story!
ADAM: I know that I'm real!!!
ZENON: Oh yeah...?
ZENON: If you're so real...
ZENON: Then tell me...
ZENON: What do you look like?
ZENON: Do you even know that?
I didn't know.
ADAM: Argh, stop messing with me!
ADAM: Get out of my head!
ADAM: Get out of my head!
ADAM: Get out of my head!
ZENON: ...
ZENON: You are a pitiful being.
He didn't speak for a while.
ZENON: You're no longer worthy of your title.
ADAM: ...?
ZENON: And as such... I suppose that you are no longer the one I must protect.
He chuckled lightly.
ADAM: What do you mean?
ZENON: It means...
ZENON: I'm not going to break my promise after all.
Before I could do anything to stop him, he shoved a knife into my chest.
ADAM: Gh!
I started coughing up blood.
Zenon then twisted the knife and pulled it out.
I fell down onto my knees.
My mind starting, filling ? with
I stopped being able to
think
so much blood
I can't
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying.
ZENON: The end.
GAME OVER.
You are out of continues.