text: [Themes: sci-fi]
  
  While trying to come up with a way to beat him, I dodge and weave from the Warden's attacks. He fails to hurt me, but I'm still no closer to hurting him.
  
  > Weakness in the room.
  I increase my vision and look around to study if there's anything I can use in this room against him. There's nothing but the empty metal walls...but the way the room is structured, it's a big room with no pillars or such in it. If key areas in the walls are weakened it might cause the ceiling to collapse onto him.
  
  > go for the Structural Collapse.
  I'm going to bring this building on top of him. I get to one of the weak points in the wall, ready to bend it but the Warden is hot on my trail.
  
  > heat up the walls.
  With my increased body temperature, I touch the wall and start heating it up, this process takes time, allowing the Warden to grab me and throw me away. As I land on the other side of the room, I see the wall I touched start to give way. It worked, the ceiling above the Warden gives way as a portion of the ceiling gives way and falls onto him along with a lot of equipment from the above floor. He's buried in rubble, the coast is clear now.
  
  > go to the controls.
  I approach the controls, ready to end this, but the rubble starts to move and the Warden rises out of it. It seems he's not beaten yet. However, the armor plating is severely damage, revealing the internal mechanisms of the Warden.
  
  > Heating up the Warden.
  The Warden grabs me by the throat and pulls me closer. I heat up my hand to the maximum temperature and reach in to one of the holes left by the broken plating. The mechanisms inside him start to melt together causing him to finally shut down.
  
  With the Warden beaten, I get to the controls and thanks to John's guidance, I type in the self destruct sequence and activate it. I then get out as fast as possible before the Steinhaus Maximum Penitentiary blows up.
  
  > talk to John.
  "Is it done? Did the criminals die?"
  
  "They did. I can no longer feel their presence in my mind. Everything is so much clearer. Much more peaceful. More perfect."
  
  "More perfect?"
  
  John doesn't reply. He's thinking which I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
  
  "It's not more peaceful. It's not more perfect" he then says out of the blue.
  
  "John?"
  
  "There's so much more selfishness, so much more hate. Humanity sucks. This made no difference."
  
  "So we did all that for nothing?"
  
  John looks at me. "Do you think we did all that? Do you think that was real?"
  
  > say "Yes."
  "Yes."
  
  "Interesting. Despite everything I have revealed to you, you trust that I have stopped. I'm not sure I deserve this trust. After all, if I did choose to create a delusion in your mind you would never see the difference between that and reality."
  
  "That's...comforting..."
  
  "But I digress, we're not done...well...I'm not done. I don't need your help to proceed although I would like you at my side."
  
  > help John.
  "I want to help."
  
  "I appreciate that. Have you heard of Henry Meckard?"
  
  "Meckard? No."
  
  "He created your ancestors. The original Homo Perfecti. A very long time ago."
  
  "What about him?"
  
  "To stay safe and undetected from the rest of the world he operated in an underground bunker. That's where he created your kind. That bunker is where we're going next."
  
  "What are we going to do there?"
  
  "We'll get to it when we get there."
  
  > go to Meckard's bunker.
  At John's request I go to Meckard's old bunker. I've never known that much about my lineage, but I know we were originally science project. I guess this Henry Meckard was the mad scientist in question. My great great great grandfather so to speak.
  
  "It's...fitting...I suppose...that it all goes down here, where it all started" John says when we get there.
  
  It just looks like a door in the desert, but I suppose the whole complex is underground. The door is open and has probably been open for a long time judging by all the sand that has flooded in.
  
  "Close the door."
  
  > close the door.
  I close the door behind me and enter the bunker.
  
  "Go through the office, down to the lab."
  
  I follow John's instructions and go down what was once a secret entrance but is now open. The entrance leads down to Meckard's lab, the room where is all started. Without this room I wouldn't exist.
  
  "Close the door."
  
  > lock yourself down in the lab.
  I close off the secret entrance. I am now closed off from the surface in multiple ways.
  
  "This place was built to survive a nuclear blast...several nuclear blasts in fact. The plan was to exist down here past the demise of the rest of humanity and then emerge from their ashes and populate the world."
  
  "But things didn't go as planned."
  
  "Yes. Your ancestors, they stopped it, ironically, if the stories are right. I can only feel the thoughts of the people of the present so i only know history the way it is written and remembered. Some things history is remembered wrong."
  
  Silence.
  
  "Do you know why we are down here? Have you already guessed? Did you perhaps already know before we came here? It doesn't matter now. I'm not interested in knowing everything or being right all the time. I'm in the minds of everyone, and everyone knows conflicting things. It is so tiring. Everyone thinks of themselves as the center of the universe, they think they're right and everyone else is wrong. I'm also in the minds of every single missile silo attendant in the world...and I just made them all press the big red button so to speak."
  
  "You did what?"
  
  "I have too much on my mind. I want to be better...I want to be perfect, like you. You're the only one that's safe. You're the only one that will survive...and when everyone else is dead the only thoughts that make me who I am are yours. You and I will be one. I will be like you, finally. Isn't it exciting?"
  
  "John, you can't do this..."
  
  "I just did. I can't undo it now. No human can and if no human can, then neither can I."
  
  The building shakes. A loud noise roars from the surface. The bombs must have hit. Is that truly it? Is everyone dead except for me and John?
  
  John?