The Narrator walked until he came to a room with a set of two doors.
"Okay, Stanley. Remember the keyboard?" Tap.
"Good. To the right of the keyboard is a mouse. Do you see it?" Sigh, tap.
"Okay, use the mouse to click on the left door. Now, I know that due to your malfunctioning brain, you may not be able to-"
The left door opened before he could finish.
"Oh wow, I didn't know you had the mental capacity to do that! Well done!" The Narrator didn't know, but Stanley was gripping his hair in anger and annoyance. Did The Narrator think Stanley was retarded?
Meanwhile, the Narrator walked through the meeting room and up the staircase.
"Stanley? If you're still listening, I need you to open this-" The door opened. Not only that door, but all of the doors that The Narrator hadn't gotten to. The Narrator looked ahead.
"My, you're a fast learner! You really want to fix the game quickly, don't you?"
Stanley, at the other side, pinched the bridge of his nose and reluctantly tapped the microphone.
"Wonderful! Let's go!"
The Narrator went through the small hallway into the boss's office. He dashed to the keypad.
"Alright, now to enter the pin-number!" His hand reached towards the buttons, then he stopped suddenly. He laughed nervously.
"Ehm..eheheh..now, um.." The Narrator blinked. "What is it again?"
Stanley facepalmed loudly. How could he forget a passcode in a story that HE made?! Something so apparently VITAL to the story!
The Narrator heard the slapping noise through the microphone and glared up at the ceiling.
"Oh, so just because I forgot a password in my own story, you think YOU would be able to remember it? In case you've forgotten, the reset button makes me forget almost everything we do. And besides, all YOU'VE done is open doors and tap a microphone!" The Narrator pointed out.
Stanley tried his best to glare back. He had already tried to open the passageway to the Mind Control Facility, but it was programmed to only open if certain lines of dialogue were spoken. Which was a problem for him.
Stanley got up from his spot and found a script on the floor that read "The Stanley Parable." He picked it up and looked through it to find the password. Then, looking back at the monitor, he clicked on a pencil icon and started writing on the walls.
The Narrator noticed the sudden writing on the wall and was about to object, when he noticed what it said.
"2-8-4-5? That's the passcode?" Tap.
Just to make sure, The Narrator typed it in. And sure enough, it worked.
"Oh wow, how very clever of you Stanley! I will have to disagree with using the wall though.."
Stanley huffed and crossed his arms. There was no pleasing this guy, was there?
The Narrator stepped through the newly opened passageway, and he walked straight ahead through the large door that read: "Mind Control Facility." He pressed the power button for the monitors and waited for Stanley to open the doors.
"Um, hello? Stanley?" The Narrator called out. "Do you still remember how to open doors?"
Stanley, meanwhile, was repeatedly clicking the doors ahead, but they had the same programming as the passageway. He tried looking in the script for something. The Narrator grew impatient.
"Oh, to hell with it. I'll just go around them."
The Narrator climbed onto the railing, only to slip and fall, screaming, to his death.
Stanley looked up from the sudden cracking noise and saw The Narrator, dead, on the floor. He sighed.
Restart.
The Narrator spawned, blinking to get the blackness out from his eyes.
"We..we're back in the office?" He looked up. "Stanley, did you reset the game?" Tap.
"Oh, well alright. I apologize for my impatience, but I wouldn't have died if you had opened the damn door!"
Stanley rolled his eyes and opened all of the doors ahead. He went back to looking in the script. The sound of papers rustling went through the microphone.
"What are you doing with the script?" The Narrator said, already in the room with two doors. "You can't even read it aloud!"
Stanley ignored him and kept searching. Okay, there's nothing in the script to help him. What else could he do?
...What if they didn't have to do through the Freedom Ending? Surely there were other endings to choose! Stanley thought for a moment.
His eyes lit up. The Escape Pod Ending!
He never knew where the pod actually went, but in a game made by The Narrator, and through the Narrator's painful logic, going through the Escape Pod Ending seemed like a good idea. The Escape Pod Ending. Escape. It seemed so simple.
"Stanley?"
Stanley looked up. He had forgotten about The Narrator!
He checked the monitor. The Narrator was in the Mind Control Facility. Stanley sighed. At least he didn't try going around again.
"Hello? Stanley? Are you still there?" The Narrator called out. "Were you paying attention?" Tap-tap.
"You-wha-w-why?! Why? What could be more important than fixing my game?"
Stanley wished he could answer, but there was still the problem of being mute. There's that, and there were no walls to write on. Stanley had no clue on how to access the many screens in the enormous room.
"You know what? Don't even answer that. I'll just try going around the railing again."
Stanley watched The Narrator's second attempt. 'He might make it..' Stanley thought, 'Alright, now go around- nope.' Stanley watched as The Narrator fell to his death. 'Yep, he's gone.'
Restart.
[Okay, here's the next chapter! Sorry if they're all short. I'm still new to this whole "writing" thing.]
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