[Starts in Chapter Two.]

"Stanley? What are you doing? We haven't even gotten to the broken part yet!"

Stanley stopped and blushed in embarrassment. He must have looked like an idiot. He began to walk through the office normally.

As he treaded through the map, he thought about what The Narrator had said. A love of destruction? If he had that impression on The Narrator, the rest of the map is probably a bad idea to go through. He decided to.. disobey.. what The Narrator said about disobedience, and... well, disobey. Stanley got out of his thoughts to see that he was in the room with a set of two doors. He entered the door on his right. Before he could turn right, The Narrator had teleported him to the middle of the room.

"Aha, perhaps you misunderstood. I said no disobedience."

Stanley glared at the ceiling at took the right door. He was once again brought to the middle of the room.

"I still don't think we're communicating properly. I said NO disobedience."

Stanley turned around and went back the way he came. The Narrator didn't know what was worse: that Stanley couldn't follow directions, or that they had been through a scenario like this before, and he was having some serious déjà vu.

"Alright, fine, go ahead, Stanley! You want to know so badly what's out there; you want to find out what lies at the end of this road you've chosen? Well, don't let me stop you."

Walking a bit further, Stanley entered a white room. That's all it was; a white room. An empty, white room.

"You see? There's nothing here. I haven't even finished building this section of the map, because I wasn't supposed to. At least, not yet. Need proof?" Papers are heard shuffling through the background. "Yes, right here. In the script. 'Screw The System!; Chapter Three: Stanley respawns to find out that The Narrator had screwed up the map entirely.'" A stack of papers is heard being dropped on a desk. "See? Just by being here, you, Stanley, have broken a story in which I break the game because you break the story and the game. What are you planning on doing now? Break the game? Because you've just broken the story."

Stanley stared, wide-mouthed, at the ceiling. This was all planned out? Everything? Just because it was written on a script, probably on some tablet somewhere? Had his emotions been real? Are his memories real? It was too horrible to believe; it couldn't be true. Had Stanley been under someone's control this whole time? It was one thing to be controlled by the mind control machine; it was created by The Narrator for his story. It was another thing to be controlled by The Narrator; Stanley was a character created by him. But if everything had been planned out, then there was someone else with more power here. Someone who would be able to manipulate his thoughts for the enjoyment of others. Maybe Stanley hadn't even been created by The Narrator.

The thought was too overwhelming. He had to forget. Stanley reached for the reset button in his pocket. He took it out and pressed it.

Nothing happened.

The Narrator took notice of this action and chuckled. "Oh, you can't restart the game anymore, Stanley. We disabled it."

Stanley dropped down to his knees in defeat. What was going on?

"I generally have trouble reading human emotions, but I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that you're devastated and this revelation. This is what curiosity leads to, Stanley." Something is heard being picked up. "So just to push the envelope further, I'm going to make this as miserable as possible, and see how long you can maintain." A few guitar strings are played.

Oh no..

"There once was a man named Stanley.."

The Torture Ending

[There are two things I love: screwing with the fourth wall, and managing to make it a bit funny at the end.]

[Yes, this was me going off track. Halfway through writing it, I decided it was off by a lot and wrote the last half as an ending.]

[I actually had fun with this. And I'm proud of it. Genuinely proud.]

[Please review!]

[(Also, I had this idea that Stanley was given a restart button. You know, because the player has the ability to restart the game. Ah, whatever.)]

[Anyway, since this is the last alternate ending, I will now end the fanfic here.]

[Don't worry, though. There will be more Stanley Parable fanfiction.]

[As they say in this fandom:]

[The End Is Never The End Is Never The End Is Never The End Is Never The End..]