We all make choices…
But in the end, our choices make us.
What will { daughterofdewitt and youngxvoyagers } choose?
The tall, young man cautiously made his way down the dimly lit hallway. He could hear faint sounds of movement in the distance and prepared himself, both mentally and physically, for another one of those spliced-up things to come out of nowhere and lunge towards him on sight. As he turned at the corner, he withdrew his wrench at the sight of a shadow, about to hit the other with it… Little did he know, this was not just any person, but a fully functional human being just like him. Actually, that fully functional part could be argued. In his case, of course.








