At the laptop next to him is another man, perhaps mostly remarkable from the cape he had draped over his shoulders, but that was far less interesting than him crossing his fingers.

The cursor was blinking, and he couldn't bring himself to move because he hadn't yet answered the question.

Would you sacrifice everyone as a means to an end?

He was downright attempting to refuse to answer that question.

"This quiz is full of bullshit." He muttered under his breath, glancing at the other man next to him. "There doesn't seem to be an end to the questions, is there?"