You are watching television. It is a game show or something. It doesn’t matter.
Your doorbell rings. You become aware that you are not wearing pants.
> PUT ON PANTS
If only it were that simple. Your pants are nowhere to be seen.
Your doorbell rings again. It sounds somewhat agitated. It’s not, though. It’s a doorbell. It has no emotions.
> OPEN DOOR
Don’t you want to see who it is before you go presenting your tattered, ill-fitting briefs to them?
> LOOK OUT WINDOW
It is a beautiful sunny day.
A man in a dark suit is standing on your doorstep looking impatient. You do not recognize him.
> LOOK ROOM
Your living room is sparsely decorated, as are you. Your television blares loudly in the corner.
From here you can go to: Kitchen, Bathroom
> BATHROOM
You enter your bathroom. It smells vaguely of farts. A bathrobe hangs on a hook on the back of the door.
> PUT ON BATHROBE
You slip into your dirty (but not as dirty as your underwear) terrycloth robe. You feel adequately dressed.
The doorbell rings again, twice in a row.
> LIVING ROOM
You return to your living room. It is as you left it.
> OPEN DOOR
You open the door.
The man in the dark suit nods his head in greeting. “Hello, my name is Mr. Buttons. I’ve been hired to kill you.” He pulls a pistol out of his jacket.
> CLOSE DOOR
Sorry, I don’t understand that command.
> RUN AWAY
Sorry, I don’t understand that command.
> ESCAPE
Sorry, I don’t understand that command.
Mr. Buttons pulls a cartridge out of another pocket and slides it into the pistol.
> PUNCH MAN
Sorry, I don’t understand that command.
> KICK MAN
Sorry, I don’t understand that command.
Mr. Buttons holds the pistol against your forehead.
> DUCK
Sorry, I don’t understand that command.
> QUIT
Would you like to save your game?
> YES
Your game has been saved.
Thank you for playing.
That was too funny…