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 .