Only I Can See the Correct Answer

[System | Survival | Apocalypse | Choice] Three months ago the world broke. Every person on Earth now gets two options a day and a clock. Pick one in time or die. Nobody knows which one is safe. Talking about it does not help. Cass is nineteen. He is the only person alive who sees which option is the Right one. One extra line of text. It never explains itself. He cannot turn it off. Taking the Right still costs him. Every time. On the page, in front of everyone. The worse the Right looks, the more it pays. And the more likely the bill lands on someone standing next to him. He takes the hit first. He does not get stronger. He does not level up. He has no stats. No build. No skills. He only gets better at reading two sentences under pressure. Every day the Bell rings again. Every day it is worse.