that interactive story I still care about

You panic,you teeter, and soon you're dangling from the railing. The people shove at your hand making it clear they don't want you here. You swing your legs back up to the side of the deck, keeping a tight grasp on the white gun in your hand, but the deck is slippery with water. It's impossible to really get your footing. It's only a matter of time before someone gets your hand off that rail.

And, soon enough, they do, and you feel yourself falling.