One House; Many Choices

As you slowly and calmly separate the pieces, you have a deep sense of joy. It doesn’t take long because you aren’t actually solving anything, and you soon reach the final piece that still had to be separated. As soon as you pull it apart, the sound of a victory whoosh fills you ears. As you turn around, you expect to have escaped. Instead, the whoosh just gets louder and louder, and a large hand comes out of the puzzle pieces you took apart. It slowly crawls towards you, its fingers extending. You want to scream but you are out of breath. After a few seconds, it covers your vision, and the world goes dark.