You are getting really impatient. The owner comes out and sits at your table. He says he's awfully sorry that the slow service tonight has upset you. You say its alright, some days are like this. He says no really, we didn't mean to ruin your whole day by failing to hurry over and serve you. You are like wait a minute mister, I never said anything like that. So now your calling me a liar? You flicking crazy mister, I hope have to sit here and listen to this crap, you say as you get up. Sit back down asshole. Fuck you. The man pulls out a gun. You make a run for the door, surely he won't fucking kill you. Bullets rocket at you. You see a lady take a shot in the eye and it knocks her over. You are almost out the door when a shot strikes in the center of the back of your head killing you.
You are dead long hundreds of years, a numb red silence. Then you come to in Endless Rooms to start some semblance of a new life.