Take a bow.

Take an arrow to the knee.

You take a bow, and you feel as if Chuck may be a little prouder of you.

You have suddenly regained some of your hand eye coordination, and you feel slightly stronger.

Flex muscles and take off your shirt in order to show off.

Great. So now you're wearing nothing by your whitey tighties.

Investigate the person stuck in time.

Flex muscles and take off your tighty whities in order to show off.

You peer down into the tunnel behind the tentacle blob. "Hello?" You say, no movements. He seems strangely disproportioned to you, but you aren't sure why. He has funny hair that is both streaked and moussed, and (for some reason) is wearing a red sweater. You jump into the hole next to him, and are relieved to find it a great deal cooler down here. The soft clay walls that he was digging provided great insulation, even though it looks like the walls closest to the hole has had several months to harden and crack.

You inspect him, and find that the only thing he is carrying is a broken glass bottle. A piece seems to be held to his eye like a lens.

You peer further into the tunnel, where he appears to be curiously staring. You see something glimmer.

Charge into the tunnel with great courage.

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Giving out a whooping yell like some sort of Tarzan, you beat on your chest and charge into the unknown.

It is dark, cold and damp. It may be uncomfortable but it is much better than sweltering out of the tunnel.

You keep running down, hoping to find the glimmer, that beacon of hope, once again. Suddenly you see a bright room, shut up by a rotting wooden door, in front of you. You stop right before it, and look.

Your stamina increases.

Run through door without opening it then keep on running straight forward till you crash into something.

You bash into the door, but it doesn't budge.

Open the door by the handle which conveniently leads to the redTEC headquarters.

You try to open the door with the handle. To no surprise of your narrator, it doesn't budge.

Perhaps there is something the way?

All you said was that there was a door there, so the door is in the way? Open the door. Or bash open the door. Or sit and cry.

Knock on the door or ring the doorbell so that your co-workers on the other side can open it for you.

You knock on the door and hear a man groan. After a little rustling from the other side, the door opens revealing the 'obstacle' causing the door to not open - a heavy set looming man. "Yes?" he asks impatiently. He has scraggly and tangled hair, with a beard that reaches down to his stomach. In fact, if he were better kept and a little thinner, you might even say he looks familiar.

"Brother," Chuck's familiar raspy voice says behind you. You jump. When did he get here? "We meet again."

"Little Charlie, is that you?" the large man says, laughing. "Come in, come in, and tell me what is going on."

"I would like to ask the same thing of you, out here alone in the desert."

"Well I'm not entirely alone," the new man says, pointing at the oddly shaped person in the distance behind you. "Can't figure out what he's doing, or how he's alive, eve, It's been months on the day since he moved last."

Chuck nods at you, "it is him. It is part of his test."

"Ah I see little one. You're the cause of the commotion in our universe. Well then, come in and have some tea. Might even have a couple of sandwiches for yea if you don't mind the occasional dust."

Ponder why he didn't care that you're only wearing underwear.

Feeling suddenly self conscious, you try to cover yourself. "You can use some of my clothes if you like," the man says as Chuck takes a seat elsewhere in the room. "It's all in the bureau over there."