While writing Pam's Quest - which I write while narrating it in form of a DnD-like experience to my gf while she acts as the main character - around chapter 5, she made a choice I would have never made. She chose to peek out of the trap door to check if the zombie had gone away. Hell, I knew the zombie had gotten out of the house, but I couldn't help but grip my chair for a second and think: "What the hell are you doing?"