A man comes into the gas station while you are working. He seems incredibly familiar, like a close relative that you haven't seen in a long time, yet you are unable to place where you know him from, or even if he is, in fact, a familiar entity.

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He approaches the register and asks you where he can find the cat poison. What do you say?

You fall asleep at the gas station. When you awaken, you cannot find anybody around. The phone line is dead. Outside, you see snow falling, but it is not cold. The snow isn't white. It is ashy gray. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of laughter.

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Question: Do you feel guilty for what you've done?

You are on a boat, adrift at sea. An enormous wave destroyed your navigation systems weeks ago, food ran out days ago, and now you and the crew wait to die.

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As the senior ranking officer left alive, you must decide what choices to take. Your first mate, Harold, comes to you on behalf of the remaining men. He asks for permission to slaughter the cabin boy, Gabriel. Gabriel's meat and blood will stave off death for a short while, but nobody is coming to rescue you, and death is inevitable.

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What will you do?