ONE MORE TIME (Stand Alone)

People are mazes. No matter what you do, you'll probably never fully figure out another person. Life is a maze. No matter what you do, you'll most definitely never fully figure out life. Now, most people only get one chance at everything they do. If you trip, you fall. But Jack isn't most people. When Jack falls, he can split time four ways between himself, himself, himself and (you guessed it) himself. Jack gets to walk four paths as it were. Meaning he gets to land on his face, his butt, his ribs, and perhaps the road. And, well, if he happens to get run over in the process, well, he just doesn't pick that path. And of course, he can choose none of them if he so wishes. Whoa! Lucky Jack, right? Hook that boy's arm and take him to a corn-maze lickity split! Sure...or you could do what his class-mate Amelia did and drag him off to a maze of a different kind. One hidden. One of high stone walls. One filled with monsters and (heh heh) booby-traps galore. And at the end? What could be worth all that sweat and gore? Why, what else but that most cliche of cliches? A wish. Yes…a wish…any wish. Wish it to be. Wish it to not. Wish to get, what you haven’t got. Wish it so. Wish it not. Wish to see, what you haven’t sought. Into the maze, you must go, under cover of stone, sword and bone. To the very end, they rise and fall. So, take heed, my words, Black, and Blue, forewarned against the dark be thou, tread light, speak right, and never... forget the wall.

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