The Human Game: A Shrine for a Fake God

>Abigail: Put your trust in a monster like that.



Unfortunately, you really see no other way around this. You could go on ahead, prove to everyone that you’re a big girl who can do things on yourself, but you have no idea what’s ahead of you. There could be a big hole in the floor and you wouldn’t know.

You don’t want to go with Cancel. But you have no choice.

You’re helpless. That's just a fact.



You reach upward, hesitantly letting your hand wrap around what seems to be cold metal. Sort of like the Minims, you think, except you’d rather be holding a Minim any day than have to walk hand in hand with a robot that is controlled entirely by Cancel.

CANCEL: Thank you, my dear little nothing.
CANCEL: Let’s go on, shall we?

There’s some strange mechanical noise, offset by a loud creaking sound. A sudden rush of cool air comes out at you, and you feel a sudden tug at your hand. The robot is probably moving. As you step forward, you hear the hesitant voice of Connor from behind you.

CONNOR: Abigail…
CONNOR: Please, you don’t have to do this.
ABIGAIL: …

You don’t reply.

JOE: Abigail, you have to stay safe...

You don’t reply.

KATE: If he does anything to you, just run!

You don’t reply.

You’re on your own, now.

Nobody will tell you what you can and cannot do. Not Connor. Not Joe. Not Kate or anyone else. Not even Cancel.

Especially not Cancel.

>Abigail: is Seth's current state permanent?



You hear the sounds of the doors shutting behind you, stone shifting as they push against each other. It’s cooler here than in the other room. So far, the both of you seem to be going straight without moving to the side or anywhere else, so you assume it’s just a straight corridor of sorts. Cancel is strangely quiet, not a single word of his terrible voice breaking the silence, so you decide to speak up instead.

ABIGAIL: Cancel?
CANCEL: Hm?
ABIGAIL: I know you are going to tell me a truth. But before that, I want to ask a question.
ABIGAIL: It’s about Seth…
CANCEL: Mr. Sato? You really don’t know how to let the topic of that man go, do you?
CANCEL: What about him?
ABIGAIL: Is it possible that he could turn back to the way he was?

Cancel laughs. Each laughs stabs into your mind, like a set of voracious needles.

CANCEL: Oh, how beautifully naïve!
CANCEL: There is no cure for what he has become.
CANCEL: What, did you think you could save him? What a laugh!
CANCEL: As if he would even save you if you switched places!
CANCEL: No, that man is far and gone, Ms. Faust.
CANCEL: Why won’t you give up on him, already?
ABIGAIL: Because…because he’s my friend!
ABIGAIL: He didn’t deserve to have that happen to him!
CANCEL: Your friend? Don’t make me laugh!
CANCEL: You’ve only known him for a few hours!
CANCEL: You’re so up in arms about your dear Mr. Sato, and yet…I have still have yet to hear you share any concern about the whereabouts of the people who brought you into this world.
CANCEL: Don’t you have any feelings towards your dear mother and father, hm?

It feels like he’s slapped you across the face. Your voice trips over itself, your heart racing as you try to speak.

ABIGAIL: Of course I do! W-why would you say that, I really care about my mom and dad!
CANCEL: No, you don’t.
ABIGAIL: What? No, I-I love my parents-

CANCEL: No, you don’t.

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