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>Aver A.:

You blink in surprise. "Wait, you're seriously gonna just write my name normally? C'mon dude, this is, like, the easiest opening you could take.'

The Minotaur digs for another label. "Unlike you, I am STRICTLY professional." He then turns to Casey with a smile. "My apologies for my previous behavior, Ms. Casey! Just a bit of casual workplace banter, haha! Here, please write whatever you want on your name tag and put it on," he says while handing over a marker and the label.

She meekly accepts the items and, to no one's surprise, just writes her ever-so-normal name with her ever-so-neat handwriting. "Oh, here you go," she says while offering the marker back.

He tips his fedora. A-goddamn-gain. "Oh, please, keep it. And remember me whenever you hold it in your hand."

She lets out an laugh of mild discomfort while looking away, which to be fair, you would too if you ever heard a line like that from some ass hat like this.

The three of you keep walking down the corridor until you reach a four-way intersection with a pit of metal spikes in the very middle.

He walks over to the wall and knocks on it, where a small opening slides up and reveals a keypad. "Now interns, pay close attention. Whenever we're doing our routine death-trap maintenance, we gotta make em, uh, not death-inducing. So you just enter the code here and..." he taps on 1, 2, 3, then 4, then the pit of spikes close up into a normal, stone floor, "...ta-da! Now you guys can sweep the floor smoothly."

You stand in the middle to see if it's really safe. "Huh. Interesting." You spread your arms out. "So, what the fuck is the point? Literally nobody has made it to this point yet, and you want us to clean anyway?!--"

The floor opens back up again. As you descend to your doom, the Minotaur's dumbass laugh echoes in your ear just before you get impaled.

...

You feel like you just submerged from a really deep swim in a kiddie pool as your eyes open to your tube slowly opening.

The lab-coated geezer from before looks at you with a long sigh. "Aver. It hasn't even been an hour. How did you already die."

You cough a bit from some water in your throat. "How did you guys program the second most annoying piece of shit to order me around."

He massages his temples. "Look, if you were any of these other subjects, we'd have to wipe your memory and send you back home. I find that MUCH easier than having to re-upload you back into the game."

"Then do it, coward. You don't have to follow my dad."

"Actually, I kind of do. Since, y'know, I WORK for the guy." He taps around on his tablet profusely. "Plus, trust me, you do not wanna get sent to the memory-wiping chamber--"

You yawn. "Look man, I don't care if you send me to the ass-wiping chamber or whatever, just stop being boring and do what you gotta do already."

He taps once more, raising your tube back again. "Y'know Aver, I'm pretty well-paid, but I gotta say, brats like you somehow make me feel that I absolutely do not get paid enough for this."

You flip him off before your middle finger gets suspended in liquids.

...

You vision pixelizes back into the blinding gold of the throneroom where you first encountered the Minotaur. You figure you deserve a break, so you take a seat on the very comfy throne. Well, it would be, if there wasn't a goddamn fedora on one arm rest and a cup of coffee on the other. Can cows even drink this shit?--

Suddenly, a scantily-clad lady with horns and batwings peeks in through the entrance. "Lord Minotaur sir, I have reports of--oh, I didn't know you had a human form, sir!"

This. Seems familiar.
How do you proceed?
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