"Which way?" a tender voice echoed in the mist...
Hao Xuan stood in a foggy world, with nothing around him visible other than the two paths in front.
"Which way will you go?" the voice repeated. It sounded very patient, like he had all the time in the world to decide.
He looked at the path on the right. It was colored a shade of red, with one silhouette looking back at him from some distance away. He could not make out any features on the silhouette, but he felt a connection to it. His chest tightened and the heart starting beating rapidly. The blood rushed through his veins and a feeling of excitement came over him.
He looked at the one on the left. It was white. Completely white. Another silhouette standing there, waiting for him. A cool energy entered his body and he could feel the....peace, and the quiet. Just looking at the silhouette provided nourishment for his soul, silencing all the noisy voices in the world. His breath turned gentle and his heartbeat slowed down.