[i]You don't know what to do. You try to stand up but realize too late that your wrists have been tied to the wheelchair. The image of you lunges forward and attacks you.[/i] [i]Screaming wildly that he must somehow escape this maddening place, he thrusts his thumbs deep into your eye sockets, penetrating your frontal and temporal lobes. You wanted to escape, but became the very thing that prevented yourself from escaping.[/i] [i]You were killed by yourself.[/i] Your game has come to an end. The Mystery Box demands more sacrifices.