Simon realized that he had once again stayed hours past the time which he was required to. He looked at the clock, realized how long it had been, yawned, and packed up his simple things into his simple briefcase, and walked down the stairwell and out the door into his simple car. He started the engine and began his commute home, and as was his habit, zoned out.

The simple man realizes that reality is an illusion, and thinks himself back to his desk to perform his simple job.

The simple man wonders why gravity isn't working.

The simple man decides that he doesn't enjoy hanging there. He cuts himself loose of the parachute.

The simple man simply steers his parachute into the wall.

The simple man jumps into the abyss with a parachute.

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In another universe, a man named Stanley tells his grandchildren a story from when he was younger. A story with a moral lesson, you could say, a parable.

The simple man went to his simple job where he had performed the same simple task every day for the past 13 years of his simple life. He sat down at his simple desk, where he began to perform that simple task, assuming that nothing would change, the same as it hadn't changed for years.

A reasonable person would be able to sense a common theme.

The man briefly pondered the meaning of the words scrolling across his screen, before deciding this game was just too confusing. He was a simple man. The fact that he was a simple man would seem to clash with the idea that he was playing a text-based game, which tend to be limited to antique computer hobbyists, who tend not to be simple. However, due to the lack of foresight by someone else typing on another keyboard in another universe, both were true. He didn't care. He was a simple man.

The simple man meant to type "exit" before getting up from his computer and going to bed, but his finger slipped, and instead, he typed "exist".