Believe Joe and go confront Ben

From Create Your Own Story

"All right," you say. "I'm going to confront Ben. As for you, Joe, I'll have Jack and Holly take care of you." You turn to call out...and are suddenly greeted by an expertly thrown knife that flies deep into your chest, lodging right between your perky 32B breasts. You collapse to the floor.

The mysterious figure that darted out of the room earlier reappears, its arm still in a throwing position. As you recognize it, a horrified look of betrayal appears on your face. "You're not Ben! You're..."

Those are the last words you ever speak.

YOU ARE DEAD