Prolouge

Working title - The unimagination

 

Prologue

 

Choices are a big part of every day life and you make choices that change your life forever. Sometimes there would be no way back. Every person faces these decisions. They present themselves in many different ways. Many of you reading will have made a life changing choice but for some the time approaches; I hope you make the right-no-wisest choice. You may want to use the lessons held within these pages to prevent mishaps like the ones your about to discover.

 

It started with Michael Addams.

He had lived quite an ordinary life, or at least to a certain extent. His life had been deprived of imagination. He went to work at eight-fifty, had the same lunch every day, and returned home at five only to repeat it again and again and again. He had never notice how boring his life was until he was introduced to “The Imaginarium” a fantastic world controlled by your imagination. There was two men, Mr. Red and Mr. White, one offered you complete control and to remain in the Imaginarium and the other offered to return you to reality. The choice was yours or at the time his, Michael Addams. What would he choose? Who would he trust? He could be king or he could be one of a million. His choice would change his life forever. Could you make the wisest choice? He didn’t.

 

Next was Gabriel Johnson.­­­

She had a drab existence with no romance, nothing ever out of the ordinary. She had nothing special. She couldn’t draw attention in a crowd, or at least until she entered the Imaginarium. Inside everyone worshipped her, the people adored her, her choice was simple. Be adored or be no one. She could be a celebrity or an average Joe. She could live without worries or hardship, or she could go back to her life always trying to find a job and still keeping her last remnant of a social life. The most popular person or the unnoticeable girl she was before. She thought about the choice, and sadly made the wrong-no-silliest decision.

 

They were only two of thousands that made the wrong choice, very few were wise and very few survived. They ended up with an eternity of damnation. A life of sorrow, and depression. They were slaves to me, the devil. Their souls are mine and will be for eternity. Though I’m not mean or evil. I am a gambling man, they took a chance and they lost. Mr. Red and Mr. White do their jobs well, they are evil or at least one is. They are angels, but one is a rogue who works for me. He collects souls for me, to fuel the fire that is I.

 

My eyes were set on one boy and he was an interesting one.