The Myth of Sisyphus

Stone Stowers

You're in Hades. It smells of burning flesh, and... Lilac, weirdly. The screams of other eternally tortured souls make up the soundscape. You know, hellish shit like that. You stand in front of a steep hill that crests at some point. I don't want to dive into the exact measurements of how big the hill is, but like imagine a hill you wouldn't want to walk up after eating a very large meal I guess. The only other thing that's near you is a large stone boulder. Again, not getting into exact measurements, but you can discern that you can move this boulder with some extraneous effort on you're part. Okay cool, now that the setting is set: What do you do?
Do nothing
Push boulderĀ