Every year, many people die in car crashes. Drinking and driving can end a life.
But not just a life. Friends, never to be made. A marriage, never to happen. A child, never to be born.
Lives, never to be lived. Fun, never to have been had. Dreams, never to be fulfilled.
You end much more than a life.
You end something much, much more than you could ever imagine.
Don't drink and drive.
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All right! Finally, I'm working on chapter eight! It feels like I've been doing chapter seven for... forever.
But now, chapter eight. And hopefully they'll escape this chapter... I have to get to the actual plot... XD
This chapter:
An alternate universe?
A bad dream?
A different world?
A near future?
Or could it be, possibly, reality?
And possibly more.
READ ON!
As well - Will they finally escape?
(By the way, I'm sorry it took me so long to upload. I kept forgetting.)
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Everything went black, as soon as I stepped on that little circle indent on the floor.
What... What?
I looked around, but could not see at all.
Suddenly, though, everything became bright again, and I was in the room, standing on the circle indent.
"Whew... That was odd..."
"Yes... Very..."
"Huh!?" I spun around.
Kiriel was standing there, wearing a black Team Rocket uniform. "Yes... Gavin... I have killed your parents... IT WAS ME! And now they're dead... HAHAHAHA!"
"Wha..?"
"I should have finished the job... But I will now... I will finish the decimation of your family... HAHAHAHA!"
"Wha...?"
He held out his hand, menacingly, as suddenly I was surrounded by flames, flickering up higher than my hand.
"You'll die the same way your parents did. You should be proud. Heh."
I could feel the flames, the heat, burning my body. Slowly, ever so slowly, I was dieing.
"NO!" I shouted. But it was no use. My life was to end here, today, right now, at the hands of... Someone.
"Whoooo..." I heard a sound, like someone sighing very, very audibly, and suddenly, once more, everything went black.
"What..?"
Then, seconds later, I could see once more.
Kiriel was on the floor in front of me, but no longer surrounded by his foul teammates.
"What!? You..." He glared at me.
"Grr..." I growled, "I knew you were... Just... DIE!"
I threw a pokeball into the air, and my arcanine appeared.
