Hall of Infinite Doors

Instead of taking his hand, you grab the mans ankle and with a forceful tug you pull him off of the roof. He falls down and lands on the pavement, and you hear several bones crack. You quickly scramble to the top of the roof.

Suddenly, seemingly out of thin air, another insurance salesman appears on the roof with you. He takes a look down at the pavement and the broken body of his colleague and says, "Well, good thing he has insurance. By the way, are you insured?"
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