Your thought process slows down, like time, as you see the universe as
a maze of hyperlinks and text. "Accuse Mayor"... Mayor kills
you... [Back]....
It's confusing... But at least you can write your own
fate.
Suprisingly, the car collided with the building behind you. The Lady
In Suspicious Red Clothes runs out of the car, but alas, while the
narrator was busy with flavor text she got away.
In the trunk of the car is a RPG launcher. You ignore the other
things, and focus on the RPG. This is an illegal gun. Your face turns
as red as the car. This person has the funding to buy a new car and
illegal weaponry and run off without a fight? This is either someone
very rich or... No... They sold the diamond?