Due to the overwhelming, cough cough, choice of A, it looks like Adam Mac gets off at the next station...
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It took a while for it to sink in. Adam Mac re-read the message again over and over in his head. How did this message get on his iPod??
"Get off at the next station"
Six little words. Six words that could alter Adam Mac's life forever!
"The next station...", said the train announcement. Adam Mac had been waiting to hear those words. Even though the lady had a soothing and calming voice, those three words sent a shiver down his spine. Those three words had been the last three words on the anonymous message, that had mysteriously appeared on his iPod. It had been a good five minutes since the message had appeared, and for those last five minutes, Adam Mac had been thinking up reasons to validate his next decision. Now the train started to come to halt, and Adam Mac had made his choice.
Stepping off the train, was a different experience to how it usually felt. Instead of just walking off the train and heading straight for the exit, when Adam Mac got off a strange feeling came upon him. He felt like he was being watched, and he strained his eyes to take in absolutely everything at once. It wasn't until now that he took in little details about the station that he hadn't noticed every morning when the train pasted it. He noticed signs, flowers, the colour of the bricks on the walls, just little things like that which he had never noticed before.
Having stepped off the train, the train doors closed in their same mechanical motion, leaving Adam Mac, standing at a station he had never been to before. He had gotten off at the station, now what? Would he wait for another message? Would he look around for something that gave him a next clue. It had also made him think about who left the message on his iPod in the first place. And why? Why had this person picked Adam Mac? Was it because of something he had done?? And how had they managed to do it?
Having stood at the station for a couple of minutes with no sign from anyone, Adam Mac just thought that he had been daydreaming, and figured he would just go home. To get home, he would have to go to the other side of the station. So Adam Mac got out his ticket to put in the validating machine so that the barriers would open up for him. He put in his ticket.
"Men's Toilets". The second message Adam Mac received. This one was even more of a shock to Adam Mac then the message on his iPod. This message was shown in the most obscure place. And when Adam saw the message, he knew this was something big. The message had appeared on the display panel on the ticket barrier. Instead of seeing when his ticket expired, that message had appeared. There was no doubt about what to do next, he had to go to the toilets, he had to find out what was going on? Why had he been picked for the messages??
Standing outside the entrance to the toilets, that familiar feeling of being watched came upon him. But it wasn't only this feeling, he was nervous. He had goosebumps on his goosebumps. What was inside? Would someone be there waiting for him? Would there be another message? Was he walking into a trap? Was it a big mistake?
He took his first step inside the dark, smelly toilets. With each step that he took, the more nervous he had become. He finally made his way into the toilets, he waited for something to happen. He half expected someone to jump out with an axe and chop him into tiny little pieces. But he was left standing there with nothing. No signs, no messages, no axe-wielding murderers. He started to think this was one big joke. He noticed that his palms had gone all sweaty from the nerves. So he went to wash them. He went over to the handbasin and turned the taps, but no water came out, not one drop. Instead a long string of paper snaked its way out of the pipes.
Adam Mac grabbed one end of it and pulled it out. He felt like he was pulling out a hankerchief out of a magicians pocket. As he unraveled the piece of paper, he started to read the note.
"You've come this far. These messages are proof that this is no hoax. We need your help! We will not force you to help us. You can leave it alone if you want and enter your plain mundane life. Or you can help us, and in turn we will help you. Here's your choice, help us or leave us. If you wish to continue, walk into the second cubicle from the right and the journey will continue. If not you can just leave and forget about all these cries for help. But be warned, you choose the adventure at your own risk, and once you enter that cubicle, you can no longer return!"
YOUR CHOICE
A. Adam Mac enters the cubicle OR
B. Adam Mac leaves the message alone and walks outside OR
C. Adam Mac goes into the next cubicle and tries to find out what happens
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