B it is!
You prepare to charge through the fire.
You run forward and unleash a powerful battle cry. However, it doesn´t go 2 seconds until the part of you covered in oil catches on fire. You desperatly try to put it out while running, but you fail.
However, it looks like you can make it to the emergency shower before you´re burned to a crisp.
Unfortunately, you suffer a stroke of bad luck and trip on your damaged foot. You scream in agony as the fire burns through your armor and you are unable to get up and pull the string.
This seems to be the end of your adventure, as there is only your sensitive polyester clothes left to protect you from the fire.
"*Cough* Hey! Are you here?!" screams a voice. It sounds like Lovisa!
"Wwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!" you respond as the flames reach your body, and pain like no other fills you.
Lovisa charges through the fire and pushes you under the emergency shower. She pulls the string and precious, lovely water lands on your body and puts out the flames.
"Jesus christ, are you trying to get yourself barbercued?!" screams Lovisa.
You try to speak, but you´ve inhaled to much gas and no longer posses the ability to speak.
Lovisa drags you out of the room.
You fill your chest with fresh air and sit up to talk.
"I...though that i...could run through the flames...unharmed..." you say in between the heavy breathing.
"You know, next time im not going to be here, and who will save you from burning to death then, huh?"
"Yeah yeah, we all appreciate your services, Lovisa, now can you please stop bitching and check out how badly i was burnt?"
"It looks pretty serious. You should probably get that checked out when we get out."
"Yeah..."
You continue down the way with an intense pain still throbbing in your chest.
Soon enough, you reach a 2-way road.
"Another fucking 2-way road? You could think this was some kind of stupid story written by a fucking twelve-year old!" says Lovisa in an annoyed tone.
"Stop bitching." you respond.
Which way should you go?
A:Oil refinery.
B:The "Tracer" room. (Whatever they mean with that.)