Pour away, Brenda!

From Create Your Own Story

"Okay," Brenda says. "I will."

She picks up the pot and empties it over your back, scalding you severely. You leap off of Dào-míng and run, screaming, from her kitchen. Your only thought it to get back to your apartment and douse yourself in a cold shower. You don't get that far because you trip over the pants and underwear you left on the floor. You fall poorly and snap your neck.

Brenda scoops Dào-míng up off the table, carries her into her bedroom and makes her forget all about you and your untimely demise.

The End.