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Looking off to the west, you can see the sun setting through the supermarket's front windows. The golden glow across the horizon makes your team's ultimate destination seem all the more majestic.

You walk towards your team of voyagers, each ready to man a covered trolley filled with vital supplies, each ready to explore the great unknown, each ready to die on the journey westward to find a better life. You kiss the phone booth goodbye; it would never survive this trip, and you couldn't bear to take it along to its certain death.

Your team, in anticipation of your words, looks up to you in your covered trolley in the lead of the pack. They've looked up to you for guidance, stability, and courage ever since you suggested migrating from this supermarket months ago. Truth be told, you couldn't be more tense at this moment. But you can't let them see this. They have to see a confident face leading them into possible doom. Nobody would know what was going on in your head. Not your team, not the phone booth, not even historians reading your journals.

All they would know are the next words out of your mouth.

"Trolleys... WEST!"

You feel so powerful after picking up that mysterious phone booth and the bottom of the aisle with it. The woman loves you now, your wallet is suddenly filled with cash, and your acne has cleared up forever!

That's right:

*** You have won ***








































Oh no! It turns out that was just some aliens playing a trick on you from their flying saucer!

Whilst your rosy sense of achievement has distracted you, they have taken the opportunity to quickly suck out your gastric juices with a telescopic bendy straw! In other words, you just lost The Game.

Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.

A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.


Your move:

*Secret option!
Super-secret option!
Double super-secret option!