Woods
JACK
There isn't a right or a wrong choice. When you’ve done one wrong, all your rights are forgotten. It doesn’t matter then, how much you did for the other person when you make a mistake. You don’t get to choose what happens to you. You’re powerless. It doesn’t matter if you chose to do right which ended up in a backfire. Fate decides the consequences for you way before the options. Its cruelty is shown when you have nothing left.
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“Max? Hey buddy, let’s get you out of here.” I hurled up his seemingly petite figure—but he weighed a good amount that made me stumble. His face was bloody and a bump had formed on his cheekbone, adding to the swollen eye. His whole face had a shade of blue and purple under the light of fire and I cursed my luck for finding him like this when I could’ve had the chance to help him.