Disclaimer: Trinity belongs to Brian Moriarty and Infocom, Inc.
Breaking the Cycle
The door stands open before me, as it has so many times in the past. Up above, the bomb falls slowly towards the water, where I'm standing.
I'm supposed to go through this door, aren't I? It's my only chance of survival, and more than that…
I've done this more times than I can remember. Perhaps that's all I exist to do, go through the door and fix the universe's big mess-up. My never-ending destiny.
Not this time. I quit.
I stand still, watching the bomb fall. Just before it hits the door, the world goes white.
Screw the universe.
