An open flame and a lot of gas was all it took to kill me. After my death, I discovered I wasn't in my home, or my body. Then I believed I was in the game Half Life 2, then...well I don't know anymore. After discovering what I assumed were horses, I tried to communicate. Then it ended up with me losing my nerve and hiding from them while staring from afar. Creepy I know. But can you blame me?

I'm stuck in an Advisor's body. A being that's built for killing and commanding. But for some odd reason...I don't feel distraught over it.

(Special thanks to my EPIC Editor ultra1437)

(Notice how LONG the first hundred paragraphs are...that's normal.)(HAH! MY IMAGE IS NOW FILLED WITH GORE!)