I was trapped in a red room .
A table , a chair and a laptop was all I had .
Sometimes I got information , if they liked me , but I would never see them again after .
I found out that I was some kind of elaborate scheme .
I've had my theories .
Call them crazy .
I call them an escape plan .
The only thing that made sense in my mind was that I'm supposed to be some kind of genius .
I'm supposed to know how to use the computer .
I will use the computer .
For my own choice .
I chose aim
Hit .
Die .