As Dubois enters the rundown old house he notices how different it is from all the other houses in the city. Suddenly a mysterious man with a hood and a goatee emerges from shadows. "So you have finally made it to the end, Dubois," he says "Congratulations. There's but one final test left of course. All your trials and effort have lead up to this one single moment."
Suddenly Molas bursts through the door. "Wait! You don't want to hear what he has to say Dubois!" he says.
Confused Dubois replies, "Ok, what is going on here Molas? Who is this guy? What is he talking about? Why am I in this rundown old house?"
The mysterious hooded man replies, "it was inevitable that the moment should come to this. We may as well let him decide Molas. It will be the end of an age irregardless of what he chooses."
"Of that I have no doubt", replies Molas. "If that is the way it must be than so be it. We will both make our arguments and leave it our fate to Dubois here."
"Your fate?! What are you two talking about? How do you know him Molas? I want some answers!" exclaims Dubois.
"And at long last you'll get your answers Dubois. This is the true leader this great city. The keeper of the secret you could call him. He existence at all isn't even official. Under normal circumstances we would all be permanently banned from this city forever. But those days are over."
As Molas explained a creeping feeling started to come over Dubois. Why were these two people who had such bitter enemies now conversing as if they had been friends for life? What was the decision he was going to have to make that would forever affect the world?
"So it is time," announced Molas. "Take a seat here Dubois, we will stand at either side of the magic door and make our case. When the arguments have been made it will up to you to choose and comply fully with your decision."
Dubois sat down on a stool facing the door, the two men stood to either side of the door facing Dubois. Dubois still had no idea what was going on but he was going to play along to find out.
Molas stepped forward: "In all our time together, have you ever known me to be an untrustworthy person? I think we have a very trusting bond developed over the past few months. We have saved each other's lives many times over in battle. I'm telling you what's behind this door is wrong."
The mysterious stranger looked like he was about to say something, but quickly thought better of the idea and backed away.
Molas continued:
"Ethically there is no excuse for forcing one person to suffer while the rest for sake of a group living in absolute bliss. Further this magical property in fact keeps the populace in a dillussional state, not having to deal with the true reality of world. This, on any number levels, is absolutely wrong."
Dubois looked confused for a second than straightend up. "Please offer a rebuttel." he said finally.
Secret Keeper stood up and began:
"This in fact is not ethical. Thanks to the suffering of one many lives can in fact be saved, wrongs righted. Would you say the same of the soldier sacraficing himself to save fellow soldiers? How is this different from the an ambitious person working 12 hour days, sacrafising relationships and family so his family can have a good life? Is this really so different? Go ahead and respond, if you can, Molas."
"Yes yes, lets move on already," answered Molas. "These examples cited are all very well and good but not relevant to the discussion."
"In what way, may I ask? Seemed like good points to me..." inquired Dubois.
Molas continued:
"In fact this entire city only exists thanks to the suffering of one small child. This child did not choose to be the trade off for this society. This is hardly comparable to an ambitious worker or a war heroe sacrafising himself. Further the entire society is in effect condoning this suffering. What a selfish population! Standing by while an innocent child suffers."
"Ah! so it comes out" says the mysterious stranger.
"So this is the big secret then? That this entire seemingly utopia of a perfect society depends entirely on a single child suffering anonymously in a room? I think I understand the conflict and anymousity now." said Dubois.
"Oh, we're not like those boring utopians." explained the Stranger. "But lets not get bogged down in semantics."
"Do you have a rebuttal secret keeper?" asked Dubois.
The Stranger responded after a moment:
"This isn't so much that we're condoning the suffering of this child, we are in effect preventing the suffering of many, many children through this magic. As a catalyst to prevent suffering and maintain this wonderful world of which we are now apart. Given the ratio of people living happily and not in misery to the one who is, our society is a fair trade off"
"Oh come now," replied Molas, "Can you really say that? Don't you see that by living in such an idealistic world in the form of this city you're in effect living outside of reality?"
The stranger continued:
"You cannot rationalize the suffering of an innocent! Of course there is suffering in reality, there always was and always will be; that's reality! The greatest thing about reality is the inspiration and tonacity of the people who bring themselves out of such a situation. This is the flexibility of reality, you're fate is your own and life is what you make of it.
Dubois finally responded:
"You have both made very compelling arguments. Are you finished with both of your arguments?"
"We can go on as long as you are willing to hear us, however we are done for now."
"Yes, I have heard enough so I can make a decision."
Molas and the mystery man lean forward in anticipation...
"I have decided the child suffering anonymously in place of the popluation shall..."