When I was a kid, I used to feverishly read a series of books known as “choose your own adventure.” The plots were silly but at the bottom of each chapter, you’d have a choice of three totally different outcomes, and by choosing one path in the narrative, you’d skip to a certain page and well, you get it.
I used to order these books religiously from our school book club program. It was a mail order book club that had a cheaply printed catalogue with inks that rubbed off on your fingers.
I don’t know if they still make new titles in the “choose your own adventure” series anymore but I could easily search the web and find out and I could do so in a fraction of a second…
So, that in itself has killed adventure.