Run straight over the driveway to the two figures in the distance
From Create Your Own Story
You run, and stop. Like a statue you stand in the middle of the road. Not a soul present except your own. The cold doesn’t bother you because the human like figures are approaching you. They leave the lampposts and you feel something unfamiliar running through your body. It´s a sensation, primal, but it´s not pain, nor lust. It’s like a blazing fire, scorching your bones. You feel it all around you; the sensation grows stronger than the fear of death presented by the approaching creatures. Could you control it? Could you harvest the fire at your bones and use it? The fire feels like an instinct, an automatic action not regulated by the mind but the unconscious mind. Should you? The creatures are close, their outstretched hands ready to grasp you. A decision needs to be made.
