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Big Red Button.
Don't press.

Don't press.

There is only one rule in this world, and it is this:

Don’t press the big red button.

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It’s sitting there, all red and pretty, waiting for you to press it.

What will you do?

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Big red buttons exist for a reason. They were built with some purpose in mind. But what will this one do? Who built it? What magical things will happen when you press the button?

Will you press the button?

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Of course you will, let’s be real. It’s a big red button. Duh it’s going to be pressed.

Let’s take a look around the room, get some context for this button.

Well, the room is square. There are four walls, a floor, and a ceiling. They’re all made out of a lovely light-grey concrete. Probably reinforced. There aren’t any windows; light is coming from a single fluorescent lightbulb bolted to the ceiling. There is no switch for this lightbulb. There isn’t any door, which is odd. How did you get in? Does it matter? Probably. The room smells faintly of “Hawaiian Breeze”, whatever the hell that’s supposed to mean. It probably involves something citrus-y. It’s slightly chilly in here.

There, that should be enough description. 

Oh wait, I forgot the button. Sorry.

The button itself is red. There’s a silver aluminum ring around it. It’s sitting on the ground, in the exact center of the floor. I guess you could step on it instead of pressing it with your finger, if you want.

There’s nothing else in the room, except you. What do you look like? How the hell should I know? Do you have anything in your pockets? Are you even wearing clothes? See my answer for what you look like.

There. Boom. Context.

Let’s get to pressing that button.

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