Hall of Infinite Doors
He doesn't get very far before you and your long strides catch up with him. You tackle him to the ground and he bites your hand as hard as he can and draws blood.
Now you are even more furious. Without thinking, you grab a large rock and smash it against his head. He goes limp for a second and then starts squirming. You hit him again...and again. Somehow you know he is dead, but you keep smashing his head in more with the rock, over and over.
Without looking at the final result, you head back to your car, drive home and cry yourself to sleep until your next work day.
You don't even bother to change, and you refuse to speak to anyone...that is until your boss enquires why you have blood all over your shirt.
It would be interesting to see how you answered that question, but you completely lost, and you don't get that right. You killed your prey instead of savoring it, and may have condemned yourself to a place with no children at all for the next several decades.
Now you are even more furious. Without thinking, you grab a large rock and smash it against his head. He goes limp for a second and then starts squirming. You hit him again...and again. Somehow you know he is dead, but you keep smashing his head in more with the rock, over and over.
Without looking at the final result, you head back to your car, drive home and cry yourself to sleep until your next work day.
You don't even bother to change, and you refuse to speak to anyone...that is until your boss enquires why you have blood all over your shirt.
It would be interesting to see how you answered that question, but you completely lost, and you don't get that right. You killed your prey instead of savoring it, and may have condemned yourself to a place with no children at all for the next several decades.
