"no, no, no!" you tell the terminal before you. "I will not release this evil back into the world!" You turn and walk away. Sure, it means eternity sitting locked in your living room, , but if the alternative is retrograding all the way to Windows 95. "Cortana would never forgive me," you mutter to yourself. You sit and wait, avoiding windows 95 altogether ofr hours which bleed into day, into months, years, and decades. How much time has passed? You feel like you've been here forever. Eventually, though, every dream does end. When you wake up, you're back in your house, and you scream out of fear you're still stuck.