The sky was suddenly painted in beautiful orange-pinks with fluffy purple clouds floating about, each cloud delicately lined with the highlight of yellow-gold setting sunlight. And oh how lovely an outdoors walk it would be at dusk.” However, it appeared that a new path had opened in the Memory Zone! The Narrator was so kind and so generous that he thought Stanley might like to go for a nice little walk outside! Well, a nice facsimile of outside. The Narrator began, “Stanley held his beloved bucket close as he followed the path before him. The office worker gave a little scoff, his usual bland expression did well to hide what would have been a smirk. “Hmph! You had better prepare yourself for a bucket ending that will bring you to tears, Stanley!” “I can’t- I beg your pardon? Me, the master of adapting to your nonsense, you think that I can’t come up with a new ending?” Honestly, this all just sounded like the Narrator was stalling because he couldn’t come up with a new ending for this one. Stanley had been looking at his bucket, admiring it’s shine and it’s stickers, as the Narrator blathered on and on. It wasn’t about the bucket…” he whispered the last bit a bit bitterly. Never mind the fact that the Memory Zone was specifically about the original Stanley Parable. Who cares if the Narrator has to trouble himself to make a brand new ending day in and day out for dear old Stanley. It’s always about you, isn’t it? Who cares about how the Narrator feels. If you’re so insistent on doing this then so be it! Do whatever you like. He made his way through and as he walked into the good old fake outdoors he was happy to find that he was still holding the bucket. He was instantly transported into the vent that led to the ruins that lead to the Memory Zone. Stanley held his bucket close and touched the photo on the mirror. “You’re really going to try it anyway? You know I can just take the bucket away from you again. Stanley ignored him as he brought the bucket up the winding staircase and into the boss’ restroom, where the Memory Zone was now hidden. I made it just for us- ah, well… I mean… that is to say… This is just a terrible idea. The Memory Zone was never meant to be an ending. “A bucket Memory Zone ending? Stanley, that doesn’t even make any sense.
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