He stands at the edge of mount doom, overlooking the fire. The heat is unbearable, and you are both weary from the long and perilous journey.

Just as Frodo is about to toss the ring into the fires, he hesitates.

“No. No, I won’t do it.”

he turns to face you, dangling the ring on its chain in front of himself. The light is gone from his eyes. You’ve travelled this far, and now the ring has taken control.

“I shall not toss it into the fire.”